Poetry


Ode to our wounded warriors!

By Robert Hahn © copyright 11/15/12

He's a warrior who always fights for what is right. 

Yes, he will always be a warrior, though now he cannot fight.

He still re-fights all his battles each and every night, with the real terror coming for him with the dawning of the light. He's a hero who fought neither for fortune nor for fame.

However, he's a hero who did not come home the same. Oh, he's a warrior, fighting for the red, the white, and for the blue. Yet he also is a person, who is just like me and you. He has fought in many foreign lands, where his buddies all came first. Dealing with the bombs and bullets, the bloodshed, and the thirst. And now that he is home again, he knows not what to say when he has the violent outbursts that drive everyone away. And his reward for sacrificing limb, and sight, and mind, are a family that's afraid of him, and a mortgage that's behind. Yet, if you ask this hero if he would do it all again, for family, country, duty, or for his combat friends, he will strap on his prosthetic limb, stand at attention, and will say: “All geared up and ready sir, please ship me out today.” You see what makes him different, and why he always beats the curve, are his bravery, his loyalty, and his willingness to serve. And no matter how great his act of valor, he always will deny the fact that he's a hero, because he didn’t have to die. So, let's help our wounded warriors, whether a woman, or a man, and try to ease their suffering in whatever way we can. It's time to recognize our warriors, not just on Veterans Day, but every time we see them, and in every single way. For in caring for our warriors, we are caring for ourselves, and when it comes down to our freedom, there simply is nobody else. God bless America! And God bless the brave men and women in uniform, on land, sea, and in the air, who are willing to make the ultimate sacrifice, so that you and I may live in peace and freedom!



The Walk into the light!

By Robert Hahn © copyright all rights reserved 1/13/2012

He was kind of late gettin’ home, on that cold and rainy night, so he decided that he would try and run that long red traffic light. But there was a semi he didn't see coming fast from behind a sign, and he never even had a chance to try and change his mind. Well the pavement was cold and the blood was wet, and he kept ask’in himself why aren't the cops here yet? By now, a crowd had gathered, and people drove by slow, and stared out of their windows at the horrible show. Then all of a sudden in the blink of an eye he was lookin’ down upon the scene just like a passerby. He hovered there and watched the paramedics as they tried to save his life, then the scene was interrupted by visions of his wife. And suddenly he felt himself drawn up, way up into the night, above the trees and houses until they all were out of sight. Above the clouds and past the planets he watched the galaxy's roll by. As he gazed with strange amazement upon what happens when you die. He was lighter than a feather and he felt that all was finally right. As he stood at heaven's doorway and he walked into the light. Now, some say that there’s no heaven, and others claim that they are right. But the only reason that they say that is, they've never walked into the light. Yes, faith is for the faithful and none of us will know, whether there really is a heaven. Until we finally go. But we all will take that journey that is one thing that is clear, and you will be judged my friends on what you did while you were still down here. If you cared for others more than money, and always tried to do what's right, then God will smile upon you as you walk into the light. But if you're stay down here was evil. Filled with pain and filled with greed. Then God surely will reject you and your soul will not be freed. I don't know if there is a hell, or if hell is the endless flight, that the soul must take when not allowed to walk into the light. But I'd like to make one last suggestion that while still down here you do what's right, to ensure that your final journey is not an endless flight. For doing right feels so much better than, greed, evil, pain and spite. And will surely guarantee the ecstasy, of the walk into the light.


T~~Poetry Ode to our wounded warriors! By Robert Hahn © copyright 11/15/12 He's a warrior who always fights for what is right. Yes, he will always be a warrior, though now he cannot fight. He still re-fights all his battles each and every night, with the real terror coming for him with the dawning of the light. He's a hero who fought neither for fortune nor for fame. However, he's a hero who did not come home the same. Oh, he's a warrior, fighting for the red, the white, and for the blue. Yet he also is a person, who is just like me and you. He has fought in many foreign lands, where his buddies all came first. Dealing with the bombs and bullets, the bloodshed, and the thirst. And now that he is home again, he knows not what to say when he has the violent outbursts that drive everyone away. And his reward for sacrificing limb, and sight, and mind, are a family that's afraid of him, and a mortgage that's behind. Yet, if you ask this hero if he would do it all again, for family, country, duty, or for his combat friends, he will strap on his prosthetic limb, stand at attention, and will say: “All geared up and ready sir, please ship me out today.” You see what makes him different, and why he always beats the curve, are his bravery, his loyalty, and his willingness to serve. And no matter how great his act of valor, he always will deny the fact that he's a hero, because he didn’t have to die. So, let's help our wounded warriors, whether a woman, or a man, and try to ease their suffering in whatever way we can. It's time to recognize our warriors, not just on Veterans Day, but every time we see them, and in every single way. For in caring for our warriors, we are caring for ourselves, and when it comes down to our freedom, there simply is nobody else. God bless America! And God bless the brave men and women in uniform, on land, sea, and in the air, who are willing to make the ultimate sacrifice, so that you and I may live in peace and freedom! The Walk into the light! By Robert Hahn © copyright all rights reserved 1/13/2012 He was kind of late gettin’ home, on that cold and rainy night, so he decided that he would try and run that long red traffic light. But there was a semi he didn't see coming fast from behind a sign, and he never even had a chance to try and change his mind. Well the pavement was cold and the blood was wet, and he kept ask’in himself why aren't the cops here yet? By now, a crowd had gathered, and people drove by slow, and stared out of their windows at the horrible show. Then all of a sudden in the blink of an eye he was lookin’ down upon the scene just like a passerby. He hovered there and watched the paramedics as they tried to save his life, then the scene was interrupted by visions of his wife. And suddenly he felt himself drawn up, way up into the night, above the trees and houses until they all were out of sight. Above the clouds and past the planets he watched the galaxy's roll by. As he gazed with strange amazement upon what happens when you die. He was lighter than a feather and he felt that all was finally right. As he stood at heaven's doorway and he walked into the light. Now, some say that there’s no heaven, and others claim that they are right. But the only reason that they say that is, they've never walked into the light. Yes, faith is for the faithful and none of us will know, whether there really is a heaven. Until we finally go. But we all will take that journey that is one thing that is clear, and you will be judged my friends on what you did while you were still down here. If you cared for others more than money, and always tried to do what's right, then God will smile upon you as you walk into the light. But if you're stay down here was evil. Filled with pain and filled with greed. Then God surely will reject you and your soul will not be freed. I don't know if there is a hell, or if hell is the endless flight, that the soul must take when not allowed to walk into the light. But I'd like to make one last suggestion that while still down here you do what's right, to ensure that your final journey is not an endless flight. For doing right feels so much better than, greed, evil, pain and spite. And will surely guarantee the ecstasy, of the walk into the light. itle

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