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War vets and their modern enemy
written by Genocide Reaper07:00 AM 3/11/05A dieing breed is bleeding on their knees.
Lack of respect from today's youth.
Take a look its gratitude they need.
Yet all the fools take their glories for granted.
Remembering nothing, and leaving them old and hated.
Couldn't lift a finger to help them out.
I hope you die in pain as you shout.
They fought with honor and courage.
They fought with valor and used their rage.
They fought for your freedom.
And the children's pardon.
But now they sit decrepit, nearly forgotten.
Plenty of them are in the ground, buried and rotten.
Where is the respect they deserve?
Did you have the balls to serve?
Do you have the guts to pull the trigger?
Or is it, you can point a finger?
There they are, alone and rejected.
Because they have gray hair and haunting memories.
I bet they can still hear the shells from carbines being ejected.
Along with the whistling sound of in coming death.
Lets not forget the canisters of poison gas.
At first, rushing the front line they held their breath.
Firing at the enemy as they ran head first into Hell.
Forget your liberal lies.
Time for you to bite the dust.
In death I trust.
In you I find disgust.
Disrespecting war hero's of old.
Now you might think you are bad ass and cold.
But in truth, you are nothing more than a bitch hippy a little bold. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by GeishaGirl (3-11-2005 - 07:09 AM)
| Why do you think they've disrespected? |
by Genocide Reaper (3-11-2005 - 07:18 AM)
| They are disrespected. By plenty of loud mouth liberals. |
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