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No More Than A Man"Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends." - John 15:13No More Than A Man by =KahunaSniper
The order for war is broadcast across the communication lines, and a man answers the call. He gets his orders and a deployment date; one more night at home with his woman.
Their last night is as tender as their first together, making love slowly and romantically as a new Hell tears through the world. But, the dawn rises all too quickly for his woman and, like that, the man leaves for the front-lines.
Three months draw out clear battle-lines and the stalemate drags a city into the centerfold. The man right on the front, looking at a faded picture of the woman he left behind in safety's arms. He folds up that old picture as the lieutenant barks orders for the final push through the city.
Boots bloused and magazines laced with death, the man moves along the rubble-filled streets with his platoon in search of the enemy, rifle at the ready. Gunfire assaults his ears as his brothers-in-arm
Fertilizing The Tree Of Liberty"The Tree of Liberty must be refreshed, from time to time, with the blood of Patriots and Tyrants."Fertilizing The Tree Of Liberty by =KahunaSniper
---Thomas Jefferson, in a letter to William Stephens Smith
"Sit back in that leather recliner, Sir, just relax."
The room had gone cold after the squad leader stormed the room, walking in to stand in front of the large, cluttered desk, leveling the automatic service sidearm at the man in the big leather recliner, and everybody wondering if Sergeant-Major Franzak would pull the trigger on the man behind the whole scheme of things in the world. One thing was for certain... it would all be over right here if he did.
Franzak threw down a large manilla envelope onto the Resolute Desk to get the man's attention. He was still covered in soot and smelling of gunpowder from the battle and still wearing his OCP (MultiCam) uniform, whereas the man sitting in the cushy chair was wearing his own standard formal-wear per job description. The man slowly took the envelope and opened it, fi
Lead Me HomeTo The FallenLead Me Home by =KahunaSniper
Thou Shall Not Be Forgotten
Your Service On Earth Is Done
These Gates Ahead Open
For Those Who Serve The Innocent
Come, You, Young Soldier
You, Young Marine
You, Young Airman,
And, You, Young Seaman
Come Forward, Brave Souls
The Justice Of The Righteous
It Has Brought Ringing Bells
To The Air Of Heaven
Rejoicing Because There Are
Such Men That Stand And Fight
Please, Let Me Lead You Home
To A Restful Place For A Spell
There Is Nothing To Fear Anymore
Listen To The Trumpets Outside
And Close Your Eyes In Sleep
Then, Please, Crease Your Uniform
Shine Your Medals Of Valor
Polish Your Boots To A Gleam
Pull On Your Protective Armor
Sling Your Rifle, Left Or Right
Your New Detail And Guard
Is Amongst Those In Heaven
As The Snow Blankets Us Tonight
Take Your Post Under That Light
Along These Streets Of Gold
Watch For Wandering Souls
Who've Lost Their Way In The Dark
Assist Them, As You Would On Earth
Defend Them On Their Journey
And Lead Them Home, Young Soldier.