Friday, October 14, 2005

In the Sandbox...

Rough Men

There's a character trait that's decided by fate
Comes sadly for many, too faint and too late.
They won't face the aggressor, or stand up to his ire
They have not the will to fight his fire with fire.
So they bend over backwards to see all sides as fair,
Till they're faced with terrorist fire in their hair.
Like our brethren in France, who'd know better than we,
Yet seem never to learn, doomed never to see.

Yes, it seems there are some who're determined by fate,
To possess not the courage to step up to the plate,
Who hide from all threat and ask, "What's worth war?"
But how can they know lest they've seen one before?
Thank God some have courage, the will and the grace,
To step in for the shirkers and stand strong in their place.
Thank God we have stalwarts who'll stand for us all,
Who will rise to the challenge when they hear the call.

The faint-hearted, who fear, whose reaction is flight,
Have no comprehension of those who will risk all and fight.
To hide their own trepidation they attempt to demean
The rough men, who defend them, as barbaric, obscene.
Yet these rough men stand ready, hard weapons in hand,
To put placaters behind them and draw a line in the sand,
To preserve for the peaceniks what they won't defend,
So their own unearned freedom won't perish and end.

To appeasers, rough men are coarse government tools.
To rough men, appeasers are stupid, delusional fools.

Russ Vaughn
2d Bn, 327th Parachute Infantry Regiment
101st Airborne Division (*Thanks Free!)

...the girls...
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