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DAVID JOHNSON Sunday, October 10th 2010 at 6:18PM

my sister debbie sent this to me in 1985

I saw a soldier kneeling down,
for this was the first quiet place he had found.
He had traveled through jungles, rivers and mud.
His hands were scared and toil-warned.

He folded his hands and looked to the sky…
I saw his tears, as they welled in his eyes.
He spoke to God, and this is what he said.
God Bless my men, who now lie dead;

I know not what You have in mind,
but when You judge, please be kind….
when they come before You, they will be poorly dressed
but will walk proudly, for they have done their best.

Their boots will be muddy and their clothes all torn…
but these clothes they have so proudly worn.
Their hearts will be still and cold inside,
for they have fought their best and did so with pride.

So please take care of them as they pass Your way…
the price of freedom they’ve already paid.

Richard Kigel Sunday, October 10th 2010 at 6:53PM

Thank you, David!

That was a beautiful contribution! Much appreciated.

Siebra Muhammad Monday, October 11th 2010 at 12:45PM

Nice poem David!

ROBINSON IRMA Thursday, April 10th 2014 at 6:47PM

...AND TO QUOTE MY PROUD COUSINS IN KENYA...

"LOOK WHAT AFRICA HAS TO EXPORT" (S-M-I-L-E)

THANKS SIEBRA, FOR ALLOWING OUR BIA FAMILY TO BE ABLE TO SHARE THIS WAR HERO. OUR BLACK FATHERS NEED TO BE RECOGNIZED AS A HUMAN RACE HEROES ALSO .(SMILE)

ROBINSON IRMA Thursday, April 10th 2014 at 6:47PM

AMEN DAVID, AMEN. (SMILE)

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