Soldier Jump
I am a soldier brave and true,
Jumping, jumping from the blue,
Following the man's instruction
Weapons find-of mass destruction.
What? No weapons? Never mind.
My orders I will follow blind.
Strike at the Al Qaeda core.
Strike and strike and strike some more.
But they are too hard to find.
Seek them, seek them. Never mind.
Now I have a differtent plan.
Strike and strike the Taliban.
Oops. He was Canadian.
Oops. That was a Spanish man.
Never mind. Strike when you can.
Strike, and call him Taliban.
Hey there, sorry, sorry Dan.
Thought you were the Taliban.
Billy, Charlie, Douglas, Stan.
Taliban-all Taliban.
Never let your women vote.
Taliban! That's all she wrote.
You don't want to live like I?
Taliban, you target; die.
Don't let George's oil flow?
Taliban-you've gotta go.
Didn't pay your taxes man?
Gotta waste you; Taliban.
Onwards-go American.
Let's go into Pakistan.
Next week we'll invade Iran.
Canada? Oh yes we can.
Soldier jump. We have a plan.
A contest entry
- Twisted Dr suess by Lucian Valcor.
575 points, ended January 10, 2009, 9 entries
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I was a soldier
Once I was a soldier
And I fought on foreign sands for you
Once I was a hunter
And I brought home fresh meat for you
Once I was a lover
And I searched behind your eyes for you
And soon there’ll be another
To tell you I was just a lie
And sometimes I wonder
Just for a while
Will you ever remember me?
Though you have forgotten
All of our rubbish dreams
I find myself searching
Through the ashes of our ruins
For the days when we smiled
And the hours that ran wild
With the magic of our eyes
And the silence of our words
And sometimes I wonder
Just for a while
Will you ever remember me? . . . . Ever remember me?
Once I was a soldier!
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No, they never remember.
I like the
Though you have forgotten
All of our rubbish dreams
I find myself searching
Through the ashes of our ruins
For the days when we smiled
And the hours that ran wild
With the magic of our eyes
And the silence of our words"
stanza. It would stand nicely on its own.
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war
makes about as much sense as Dr Seuss nice job
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Very good statement on war in general. Well written and rhymed
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Wonderfully written!
With my brother being in the Army I was touched by your poem, it is hard to be happy that he is out there risking life and limb for people who don't give a rat's ass about themselves or others. With the way our "government" just sends them out there to die while they "the officials" sit on their asses spending money that could be used for better things in life then what they are doing with it makes me want to scream.
Your poem showed us the truth about the "war in Iraq" and the painful reality that we undeniably will lose our loved ones for a cause that should just be left alone already.
Thank you for entering our contest! This was written very well and very heartfelt!
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I hope your brother comes out ok.
I know there are some who cannot differentiate between those who make the war and those who are sent to fight. I have great respect and admiration for those who do their jobs, wherever that takes them, but loathing for those who send men to war for no good reasons. Some argue that the soldiers could quit-refuse-whatever, but having been there-done that; no. They can't. Your head is so full of what you are and what you and your brothers are doing that it is your only focus. The people coming back from this one are more bent and broken than ever before, even those physically untouched. I hope our governments start trying to make a real effort to rehabilitate them. -
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I agree with you on that one, I remember when I was younger when my Uncle Troy came back from Desert Storm. He was in the Marines and when he came back from being over seas it was scary. He has never been the same man since the time they sent him over seas. I remember calling him by his First name and he pulled a gun on me, my dad was livid and kicked his ass, but all in all it was SCARY!...
War kills hopes and dreams along with our family members. It isn't fair.
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this poem was very well written in a suess style your flow shot on and the rhyme so amazingly done, I love how you outlined the Iraq war and what was done wrong all though I am not against the war and I support my country to the fullest extent, I can definitely agree with there was A LOT of things that should have and could have been done different I would rate this poem up there with one of the best I have ever read and one of the most memorable very well done
Lucian"
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Thanks.
If I were drinking coffee instead of wine it would have been longer. I couldn't sit upright anymore.
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This is incredible, I'm not even kidding. The best poem about soldiers or war I've ever read. Amazing. Kudos.
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It kinda captures the way I feel
about the way we North Americans are blindly destroying a civilisation older than ours. I always thought the author of that song unknowingly came up with the perfect line to describe the idiocity of it all, "Fighting soldiers from the sky, fearless men who jump and die." They don't do any damned good; they just jump and die.
Are you a left sock or a right sock?
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definitely a left sock.
and i cant agree more.
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