4 thoughts on “Change”
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Western Rifle Shooters Association
"This is a very important lesson. You must never confuse faith that you will prevail in the end—which you can never afford to lose—with the discipline to confront the most brutal facts of your current reality, whatever they might be.” – VADM James Stockdale, USN
I have one of Ralph where is picking his nose with a container of glue in the other hand and it has a green swastika in the corner with the caption globull warming is real.
In the end, when the fire and sword were closing in, they were still deeply engrossed in their games, played in the dusty street. Still wary of each other, and quick to damn or condemn one another for the slightest miscue or mistake. For in the end, they cared for nothing but their leisure and games, never mind the wall was breached, never mind that heads like theirs were being lopped off one street over, never mind there was no clean water to drink, anywhere. When their lives ended, penned up with all their fellow citizens, disease rampant, hunger and thirst pervasive, pain, agony, and no sleep, the last thoughts they had were of anger and resentment. Anger that this was their end, resentment that they could no longer have their games. Absent was the feeling that they could have done something about their condition before all was lost. This then was why they died so anonymously and without honor. They were never men and women. Just children. In their 20’s, 30’s, 40’s, and even 50’s, but still children. And without children themselves, their race died.
Standalone post Monday.
Tank Destroyer
Tank Destroyer!!!
Now Hear the drone of this hated machinery as it moves into site
treads churning flattening crushing the ground
proven power of its’ might
turrets aimed at a forlorn target looking for immediate kill!!!
And then they came moving forward to attack approach was in vain.
We stood in silence waiting
no armour for support but the supreme weapon we now carried
still provided foes destruction complete
With hate with blood with fire & flame
our lunacy fills these cups of victory!!
Taste the pain of war & death and raise the chalice high in the air!!
With the force of a ten-ton hammer the first tank disappeared in flame
Dismembered crew smashed into oblivion
nothing but total death remains
Tracers criss-cross in multiple directions
smoldering tanks are littered with dead
The lunacy screams the hysteria ensues
canvas the battlefront as the hand-to-hand combat begins
With hate with blood with fire & flame
our lunacy fills these cups of victory
Taste the pain of war and death and sing your praises high!!
With war with battle with fire & flame our lunacy fills the cup of valor!
Taste the pain of war & death and raise the chalice high in the air!!!
Hear the drone of this hated machinery
as the battle begins a nigh
With honor with blood we taste our victory & we now prepare to die!!
©±® Crusader, Warbastard, Phlegm, 2002