Alexander Coppedge

Rookie - 75 Points (June 25,1954 / Warrenton, North Carolina)

Soldier - Poem by Alexander Coppedge

We’re all warring soldiers
Each march to our selected beat
We gird up loins for savage battle
In foreign fields, our homes and streets
We should stand in the halls of Odin
Statue figures fulfilled with desirable dreams
Soldiers armed with enormous weaponry
Fire, wind or water you see
Our arms yield truth of our statement
Our victory is fact of our view
Our uniforms is shielded in righteousness
Our virtue is God given thought, too
We stand for the spirit of justice
Our conflicts will always be new
We are exactly
What we are
A rock fulfilling God demand

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To the mighty of the strong. Those masters who prevailed and saved many lives. Those we call Saints.

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  • Gold Star - 39,733 Points Aftab Alam Khursheed (6/22/2013 12:55:00 AM)

    Soldiers are saints or Satan between the two they hang (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 14, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, September 6, 2013


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