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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Final Trumpet Call of America!
[time] => 2014-07-26 23:12:43
[hometext] => If things donot change then this really could be The Final Trumpet Call of America!
[bodytext] => The Final Trumpet Call of America! Today I heard the Trumpet Blow Reminded me of a day long ago When off to War I had to go Far away from this land of snow It was blustery on this day today Just like that day so far away I knew I would have to go Just as I did so long ago Duty calls and soldiers like me Answer the call as ever you see Now I must go and do my Duty That of a Soldier and forever will be Now, once more, I hear the Bugles sound The sound that reminds me of duty bound I am an old Soldier but still must fight for we all answer the politicians plight So many of our Soldiers disabled and wounded Calls for the likes of me and my brothers banded So many young Soldiers already wounded and maimed Just way too many of our Nations best to be named My heart cries out to them, "Thank you Dear Brother!" Without you we will have to fight, one way or another There will be no choice when all of you are gone The rest of us will still have to fight and go on Yes, I heard that sound of the Bugle today I know that it is the War song it does play For if our Politicians continue to get their way All of us will end up in the next fight any day For the Politicians themselves do not fight Heck! They declare War, wrong or right Their pockets never get filled enough Which for the rest of us makes it tough They sit at the top of every heap Blood money is theirs to keep Our young men go to war and die Leaving us who love them to cry Well I am getting fighting mad I will fight for my real enemy is bad They are most of our Politicians in DC Who do not give a hoot for you are me Now I heard that Old Trumpet sound It blasts near me and all around Only a few Politicians who do care Very few, not enough to make aware That our Nation is fighting to stay alive Ted Cruz, the Paul's, some others do strive To maintain the Constitution and Bill of Rights However, most people care for Presidential delights Now I do tell you if we do not change all this Off to War, which means for some a final kiss Another War to fight for our Politicians delight Please wake up people as we go off to fight This will be our final Curtain Call The President has made sure of it all He and his are bound to see it through To replace this Country and even you! ©Fred Monte Lassonde, 2013 [comments] => 0 [counter] => 83 [topic] => 52 [informant] => fredmonte101 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => goodbyepoetry )
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