An award winning Poem by a 9-year old: I Am The Earth

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The Final Inspection

Posted: 20 Aug 2008 08:29 AM CDT

The Soldier stood and faced his God, Which must always come to pass. He hoped his shoes were shining, Just as brightly as his brass. "Step forward now, you Soldier, How shall I deal with you? Have you always turned the other cheek? To My Abode have you been true?" The Soldier squared his shoulders and said, "No, my Lord, I ain't. Because those of us who carry guns, Can't always be a saint. I've had to work most Sundays, And at times my talk was tough. And sometimes I've been violent, Because the world is awfully rough. But, I never took a paise, That wasn't mine to keep... Though I worked a lot of overtime, When the hills got just too steep. And I never passed a cry for help, Though at times I shook with fear. And sometimes, God forgive me, I've wept unmanly tears. I know I don't deserve a place, Among the people here. They never wanted me around, Except to calm their fears. If you've a place for me here, Lord, It needn't be so grand. I never expected or had too much, But if you don't, I'll understand. There was a silence all around the throne, Where the Saints had often trod. As the Soldier waited quietly, For the judgment of his God. "Step forward now, you Soldier, You've borne your burdens well. Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets; You've more than done your time in Hell." - Author Unknown

It's the Soldier, more than the reporter, who has given us the Freedom of the press. It's the Soldier, more than the poet, who has given us the Freedom of speech. It's the Soldier, more than the politicians that ensure our Right to Life, Freedom and the Pursuit of Happiness. It's The Soldier Who Salutes The Flag, Who Serves Beneath The Flag, and Whose Coffin Is Draped By The Flag.

If you care to offer the smallest token of recognition and appreciation for our armed Services Men & Women, please pass this on and pray for our men and women who have served and are currently serving our country and pray for those who have given the ultimate sacrifice for our freedom.

n Colonel Ashish Das

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I'm Sorry

Posted: 20 Aug 2008 08:30 AM CDT

Contributed by: Asian Woman

Dear God,I'm writing to say I'm sorryFor being angry yesterdayWhen you seemed to ignore my prayerAnd things didn't go my wayFirst, my car broke downI was very late for workBut I missed that awful accidentWas that your handiwork?I found a house I lovedBut others got there firstI was angry, then relievedWhen I heard the pipes had burst!Yesterday, I found the perfect dressBut the color was too paleToday, I found the dress in redWould you believe, it was on sale!I know you're watching over meAnd I'm feeling truly blessedFor no matter what I pray forYou always know what's best!I have this circle of E-mail friends,Who mean the world to me;Some days I "send" and "send",At other times, I let them be.When I see each name download,And view the message they've sent;I know they've thought of me that day,And "well wishes" were their intent.I am so blessed to have these friends,With whom I've grown so close;So this little poem I dedicate to them,Because to me they are the "Most"!So to you, my friends, I would like to say,Thank you for being a part;Of all my daily contacts,This comes right from my heart.God bless you all is my prayer today,I'm honored to call you "friend";I pray the Lord will keep you safe,Until we write again.God Bless

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An award winning Poem by a 9-year old: I Am The Earth

Posted: 20 Aug 2008 08:31 AM CDT

This is a poem that was written by Satvik Subramaniam, a 9 year olf boy and submitted for a Young Writers poetry competition. Of over 25,000 poems from all over the UK and overseas, this is one of the poems that has been chosen for publication in The Big Green Poetry Machine, London & The Home Counties Poets. The theme was on environment.

I Am The Earth

By Satvik Subramaniam

I am the Earth, a beautiful place

Where birds and sparrows sing.

I am the Earth, a beautiful place

Where plants grow thick and thin.

The animals live in harmony

The air is fresh and clean

I am the Earth, a beautiful place

Where every living thing has been.

Then man came and broke me down

He cut my trees for wood

He killed the animals for their fur

I wondered how he could.

The factories were choking me

The air was getting warm

But all I could do was watch and weep

Because man was killing its own.

Children of the world come and save me!

My future is in your hands

Stop these men from destroying me

And give me back my lands.

Don't use plastic, use paper or glass

Don't drive, may be cycle to school

Be kind to your neighbour, whatever his colour

For he is your brother, too.

Give back to the soil what you've taken from it

Grow lots of plants and trees

I am the Earth, a beautiful place

Let's keep it that way, please!

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