Standing Post (poem)
Table of contents for From The Front
- From The Front — SERIES INTRODUCTION
- Iraqi Deployment, Round 2 (From October 3)
- A Letter — October 5
- The Iraqi Children, Contentment With Little
- I’m Looking Over A Nine Foot Cobra
- The Heart Of A Poet
- What Shall I Be When I Get Back?
- Flossing Them Pearly Whites……?
- Good Ole American Hedonism
- Suffer The Little Children
- How About Them Texans? An Ending Sure To Give Fans A Halloween Fright
- Creature Feature In Iraq
- We Are The Fallen — A Dedication
- Concern at the front — Update
- Brotherhood
- Concern at the front — Update
- Work As You Are Given: Errrrrrr
- Concern at the front — Update
- Redneck Heaven In Iraq
- Where I Belong
- Standing Post (poem)
- Truly Meals Of Thanksgiving
- Alas For The Brownies!
- Give Thanks
- Some Days Just Stink
- A Christmas Greeting From Iraq
- Sharp Wits? No, Chainsaws And Stones
- Pearls On Life’s Necklace
- Man’s Best Friend, Even In Iraq
- Snails And Pails And Little Dogs’ Tails? No, Chris’s Tail & Tales
- @#$%^&* M’s Revenge!
- Bits of Poetry And Sundries
- I’m Dreaming Of An Explosively White Fallujah
Received 11/19/07
Standing Post With Jesus, by C.D.M.
The wind howls as the sun begins to fade
As night takes form in the land of no shade.
My body trembles when it hears the screams
Of the dead who were murdered by men with wicked dreams.In this moment I bow my head and pray,
“Thank you Lord Jesus for this wonderful day.”
As the night turns black and burns like Satan’s hole,
I know no fear, for Jesus owns my soul.My soul is like freedom;
It was paid for in blood
By a man who was pure
who taught us only to love.Then I stand my post,
For there is nothing to fear.
I can stand the next few hours,
because my Lord Jesus is here.