Never alone.
United each one, under colours that have faced wars for centries.
Muckers side by side, the colours on their uniforms.
Pride and never alone.
Trained hard, profesional, unselfish.
Combat and Corps, side by side.
Under that one flag.
Veterans on parade, the flag is raised,
and as one more falls in the name of peace,
The colours on his arm,
Accross his coffin.
We are bound by the colours,
And in a country in so much turmoil, we live in our own sweet nation.
Muckers, side by side.
We fight together, and when two towers fell against the soil of our allies, we stood firm with them.
We fixed swords and marched forward to the beet of the drum, ... together.
Stars and Stripes, The Union Flag, muckers.
Side by side.
Lads and ladies, muckers.
As you stag on,
Know this for sure,
From Across the Atlantic comes prayers and thanks, and even from our own soverign nation, ... gratitude.
This country is proud,
and remember this, so are the people your sent to protect.
God Save the Queen.
Author notes
Muckers is a term used for comrades in the British Army. Your "mucker" is like your best mate. The poem relating to the pride of the British Army, how its based on its "muckers" and how they will fight side by side with muckers from overseas in the name of freedom.
A contest entry
- For Our Soldiers by Solar.
425 points, ended February 16, 2007, 8 entries
Silver trophy winner
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Comments
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Congratulations, Martin! Not only did you do an incredible job on this, but you also won the silver! Love and hugs, Mom
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A very beautiful and honest write about the military all across the world, we are not only work mates we are like sister and brother and look out for each other.... it doesn't matter what colour or religion you are once we swear that oath we unite as one.
Thankyou so much for entering and goodluck ...solar -
This is such a great piece, my son, and I'm very proud of you! You write with determination just as you live your life. I've known you for most of two years, and I've watched you grow in your love for your country and for your mates. You're a fine young man, and I'm proud to call you Son. Love, Mom
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