Just so everyone knows, I do work the swing shift, which means I will be gone the busiest part of the day, but I will ((WILL)) coment on every peice when I get the chance ^^
The united states is a country at war. We have been for about 18 years now. How about that, no one seems to realize how long it has actually been. Kind of crazy isn’t it… Think about it, years ago, when you were at school, or work, or wherever when those towers fell. I was in New York on that day. You could see the smoke from my eighth grade English classroom, I remember exactly what I was wearing.
I was reading a book for a project that I had to finish, Heidi. Wearing a orange shirt that my grandmother bought for me, I still have it, it was a von Dutch shirt, and A pair of green pants that my mother made for me. 8.23 in the morning we saw it happen… and that day when I got home, I sat in front of the TV and I cried 13 years old, I cried. And I made my decision. To join the ranks of the bravest of the brave, To follow in my fathers footsteps and join the military. 7 years older, wiser, and smarter, I am still living in that same dream, I am an airman.
Being in the military you meet heroes, you meet men that you never want anyone to forget. I have lost to many friends and brothers in this war to not notice.
Do you know what it feels like to go to work on a Saturday morning to find out that another friend has died. Do you know what it is like to know that no one will remember him. Do you know what it feels like to pick up a M-16A2 and expect to shoot a man. Do you know what that is like. I don’t but these men do.
When I was in basic training my Training Instructor told us how he would go on convoys from Baghdad to the airport, and every time he was afraid he wouldn’t make it back. He wrote so many “Last letters home” and cried every time he wrote one… nothing that anyone has to say can make that better.
And how come we don’t hear about our heroes anymore? Because no one cares about them. I noticed this after Blake died. Not so many Soldiers die anymore. It is still to many, but it isn’t like it was in Vietnam or Korea or the world wars.
So why not just give these men, these brothers, husbands, fathers, sons, cousins, lovers, or whoever they are to someone a little bit of recognition for what they have done for us? Because the media doesn’t care anymore, But the question is, do you care?
I have friends over there, a lot of them.
William, Ben, and Joseph Daily are all over there right now. What would their mother do if one of them died? What would the other two do. They are brothers in more then blood.
I have army friends who recently got attacked my a mortar while doing a transport convoy, one died, 2 were severely wounded and one was awarded the army commendation medal and a bronze star for heroism. Why doesn’t anyone care? Because the media doesn’t care.
It is because the media is molding everyone’s opinion of the war. No one cares about the heroes.
I want you to write me a poem about your hero. Military or not.
It can be anyone, a group, a person, anything. I want to hear about your hero.
That is all I want… no rules, none at all…
The united states is a country at war. We have been for about 18 years now. How about that, no one seems to realize how long it has actually been. Kind of crazy isn’t it… Think about it, years ago, when you were at school, or work, or wherever when those towers fell. I was in New York on that day. You could see the smoke from my eighth grade English classroom, I remember exactly what I was wearing.
I was reading a book for a project that I had to finish, Heidi. Wearing a orange shirt that my grandmother bought for me, I still have it, it was a von Dutch shirt, and A pair of green pants that my mother made for me. 8.23 in the morning we saw it happen… and that day when I got home, I sat in front of the TV and I cried 13 years old, I cried. And I made my decision. To join the ranks of the bravest of the brave, To follow in my fathers footsteps and join the military. 7 years older, wiser, and smarter, I am still living in that same dream, I am an airman.
Being in the military you meet heroes, you meet men that you never want anyone to forget. I have lost to many friends and brothers in this war to not notice.
Do you know what it feels like to go to work on a Saturday morning to find out that another friend has died. Do you know what it is like to know that no one will remember him. Do you know what it feels like to pick up a M-16A2 and expect to shoot a man. Do you know what that is like. I don’t but these men do.
When I was in basic training my Training Instructor told us how he would go on convoys from Baghdad to the airport, and every time he was afraid he wouldn’t make it back. He wrote so many “Last letters home” and cried every time he wrote one… nothing that anyone has to say can make that better.
And how come we don’t hear about our heroes anymore? Because no one cares about them. I noticed this after Blake died. Not so many Soldiers die anymore. It is still to many, but it isn’t like it was in Vietnam or Korea or the world wars.
So why not just give these men, these brothers, husbands, fathers, sons, cousins, lovers, or whoever they are to someone a little bit of recognition for what they have done for us? Because the media doesn’t care anymore, But the question is, do you care?
I have friends over there, a lot of them.
William, Ben, and Joseph Daily are all over there right now. What would their mother do if one of them died? What would the other two do. They are brothers in more then blood.
I have army friends who recently got attacked my a mortar while doing a transport convoy, one died, 2 were severely wounded and one was awarded the army commendation medal and a bronze star for heroism. Why doesn’t anyone care? Because the media doesn’t care.
It is because the media is molding everyone’s opinion of the war. No one cares about the heroes.
I want you to write me a poem about your hero. Military or not.
It can be anyone, a group, a person, anything. I want to hear about your hero.
That is all I want… no rules, none at all…
Contest is Over
- Contest was judged on May 20, 2008
- Rewards: Gold: 500, Silver: 300, Bronze: 100, Honorable mention: 4 people
- Final notes: everyone, I am so glad tha you put your time into this contest. I am quite busy lately, so i haven't gotten the chance to comment on everyone but I promise I will. Everyone did an amazing job. Thank you so much
Contest Winners
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by BuriedTreasures 40 lines, 42 comments, on Feb 22 6:21 PM 2008. In Dedications, War, Spiritual
Bronze trophy winner
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Never hit the grand slam to win the game
Never made the final double playby BillyClyde 35 lines, 3 comments, on Feb 27 2:54 PM 2007. In Lyrics• Viewed by judge. Prewrite -
the loud patriot sends
other peoples childrenby rustynite 23 lines, 1 comment, on Feb 9 7:57 PM 2007. In government, society, then ;there is us. the people.• Viewed by judge. Prewrite -
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A fitting tribute
I'm not sure there is such a thing.by Charity Ann 48 lines, 4 comments, on Feb 13 8:33 PM 2008• Viewed by judge. Prewrite -
Do you know what it is like, To be a military wife?by takemypainaway 98 lines, 10 comments, on Apr 13 10:37 PM 2008• Viewed by judge.
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Barrel roll across the sky,
Lighting speed way up high,by shadowskill 39 lines, on Mar 3 3:19 PM 2008• Viewed by judge. Prewrite -
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everyday i count the time youv'e been away
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Neither star nor soldier falls to the ground / that God does not notice. / He promised us that his eye is always on the sparrow / and I know that he watches over this young man. / Sometimes we cannot be content to pre• Viewed by judge. Prewrite
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I watch him betray her I watch him not seeby xxbrokenxagainxx 45 lines, 2 comments, on Mar 27 7:11 PM 2008. In Life, Friendship, Lost love, Loss• Viewed by judge. Prewrite
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When you see a veteran walking on the street Do you ever look into his eyesby Pollycheck 51 lines, 2 comments, on May 7 10:30 PM 2008. In Military• Commented on by judge.
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wow you brought tears to my eyes i will enter as soon as i can. and thank you!!!
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thank you a lot. ^^ I did that. my computer is weird because I could read it just fine but thanks for bringing that to my attention
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Your contest, i'm sure had touched many hearts on this site. I know it has mine. Your words are so true my friend. God bless.
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can we enter more then one poem into you military contest?
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you still only have it marked as one entry per person
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sorry about that. I think i fixed it ^^
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yes it works now
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Remember this When you serve our great USA you are a hero there only two defining forces that have ever offered to die for you JESUS and AMERICAN SOLDIERS both will always have my undying love and support!!!! May god bless all of you and believe your friends have not died in vane WE WILL REMEMBER THEM!
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...and the soldiers of the many other countries fighting alongside the US of A?
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I did not mean to exclude those fighting from other countries they are all gods children and deserve to be recognized and will be remembered by By me and others as the men who fight to protect all!!! My son-in-law is fighting with those brave men In Iraq right now. Marine Corp (infantry div) God Bless
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Hmm, my boyfriend's in the Army (infantry corps), and we both know that in the service long enough some of his mates won't come home. It's a strange thought looking at those boys and wondering who'll still be here in a decade - I just have to hope that includes Tim.
I have a great deal of respect for every serviceman and woman's choice to serve their country - I don't know if it's something I could do. And I have no real idea on American media, but Australian media does seem to cover a fair proportion of those who die in service.
And on not being remembered - yesterday was ANZAC day. Some of my french friends didn't even know Australia was involved in either (let alone both of) the world wars. To their credit, French media seems to highlight Australian presence in the Middle East about as much as the Americans (which is good).
But anywho, I'm rambeling. Good premise for a contest.
=> Jess
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I accidently deleted my poem from your contest
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I was sitting in my finance breif the day after reporting to my first duty station when I heard. We found a TV and just watched in disbelief. A year and a half later I was in Kuwait and then Iraq. 3 of my buddies: Rel Ravago, Brandon Row, And Jerry Wilson. I've written a couple poems in thier memory and they are in a list on my page if you ever feel like readin more than the poem I posted here.
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thank you for the gold
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Thanks for the silver and the HM, I appreciate the opportunity to support our troops. Thanks for a great contest and congratulations to the other winners. Take care and Have fun. Steve
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