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Our Force
Contributed by
thepoet353897
on
Monday, 23rd February 2015 @ 08:05:45 AM in AEST
Topic:
war
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They shed their tears
They bowed their heads
For as each day passed
Ten more were dead
The time was slow
The lice were bad
And as each day passed
There fell another lad
The tabs they had
Were promptly smoked
And as each day passed
At the fire they poked
They quickly advanced
Over the top
And as each day passed
By the Hun’s they were shot
But as many were gone
More came through
And as each day passed
Ten did too
And as each day passed
So did the wars
So now we stand in silence
To remember our force…
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Re: Our Force
(User Rating: 1 ) by RussellReinhardt on
Monday, 23rd February 2015 @ 02:51:54 PM AEST (User
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Hi There
Yes many people look down on soldiers. Like they are the scruffiest people alive. However its the men and woman that we rely on to keep us alive and protect our right to live. I think of the movie "Defiance". Here is some reviews on it.
On the run and hiding in the deep forests of the then German occupied Poland and Belorussia (World War II), the four Bielski brothers find the impossible task of foraging for food and weapons for their survival. They live, not only with the fear of discovery, contending with neighbouring Soviet partisans and knowing whom to trust but also take the responsibility of looking after a large mass of fleeing Polish Jews from the German war machine. Women, men, children, the elderly and the young alike are all hiding in makeshift homes in the dark, cold and unforgiving forests in the darkest times of German occupied Eastern Europe.
In 1941, in Belorussia, the Jewish Bielski brothers succeed in escaping from the massacre of the German in their village where their parents were killed. They hide in the woods and sooner other runaway Jews join them. Tuvia Bielski, the eldest brother, assumes the leadership of the survivors and plans a camp with tasks for everyone in the community; however, his brother Zus Bielski wants to fight against the Germans and does not agree with Tuvia's directions. Zus decides to join the Russian resistance that believes that Jews do not fight. While Tuvia welcomes any survivor in his camp with his two younger brothers and fight for food and ammunition, Zus finds anti-Semitism among the Russian partisans.
After the Nazi invasion of Poland in September 1939, the Bielski brothers escape the slaughter and hide in the woods. Soon they are joined by many others, all running from the savagery being inflicted on the Jews. The eldest of the Bielski brother, Tuvia and Zus, disagree over what to do with the growing forest population. Tuvye believes that they must welcome anyone who wants to join them while Zus thinks they should be fighting the Germans. After a major falling out, Zus joins the local Russian partisans - with whom the Bielskis had already completed an informal truce - and Tuvia stays with their forest community.
We need to respect our protectors. May God watch over there soul and bring peace when all they knew is war. I'm an ex Military man myself. Brilliant write!!!!!
Greetings
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Re: Our Force
(User Rating: 1 ) by Waynster on
Wednesday, 25th February 2015 @ 09:18:54 AM AEST (User
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Thank you for sharing this poem and Russell, thank you for your comments and support to us Veterans and Soldiers. War is not nice and a majority of people just don't grasp the reality of actually being there in a war. A person is forever changed, forever----changed! Wonderful write thepoet! Keep on writing and sharing with us. I enjoyed reading it.
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