This stamp brings visions to our eyes
Of years gone by, in summer's skies.
He left to join our freedom's sound;
And band of brothers, there he found.
To guard our freedom, his thoughts turned-
For love of country surely burned;
With comrades joined, to then unfold
a unity of strength untold.
Two hundred fifty years this year
Marine Corps- still, to us so dear!
This stamp will proudly send our mail.
With thanks, all veterans we hail!
I'm all for Espirit-de-corps
the common loyalty within a group
I'm all for Espirit-de-corps
like here and now on poetry soup
'Espirit-de-corps':
Definition -
A feeling of pride and mutual loyalty shared by the members of a group.
Do stand against them with all might. Their favor or disfavor
Is not what you have ever sought. Those who hanged their own saver,
The Judases whose shame resides for ever on their foul brows,
Are born of lies in lands of lies and false are their filthy vows.
They have once nailed their Messiah with two thieves of their own kind
To fool their dull-minded people who were then, as they're now, blind.*
Who on earth heeds dogs! Let them howl at your shining moon. Don't care.
They're such beasts, rotten to the core, not changing, beyond repair.
1. 21. 2023
* The allusion here is to the Bible. In the Koran and the Islmic faith, Jesus Christ (Peace Be upon Him) rose to Heaven before the Crucifixion; He is still living; and He will reappear to all at the end of the world.
No comments, please!
P-arading at ceremonies, protecting and preventing conflicts and violence
O-fficiating official outings and offering guides and shields
L-anguishing your own at any point of call
I-nvestigating initials of the inevitable crimes and dooms
C-onfident to move to meet flaming fuse and fights
E-xpectations too huge to meet …’where were the police?’
C-rimes deter your presence in humility and respect
O-bvious are the dangers you put yourself in
R-estoring peace in spite of dehumanizing talks and comments
P-rincipled to practice in even peculiar situations
S-ervice which is life’s sacrifice for a nation
society's peeping Toms lusting after headlines
When achievements stops to you and says bye.
You must learn to espy opportunity.
Try to give the best even at stale conditions
What you do is not erroneous.
You are the esoteric one.
You can,we know, you'll, we know
Don't let your life go
Simply like air blow
Earn Esprit de corps.
Don't think yourself as nitwit or a ninny
You can do which we can't.
After four moonlight comes a dark night
Catch the sight of that poor glimpse.
You have come to show you go on
And don't forget the ambition
Be the strong stone which don't move
From it's path and experiences each and every.
Don't get blow by the air
You have to show the zeal in you
Don't let your confidence go
Don't be rusty.
If you want to be proverbial
Psych yourself for the upcoming ones
Never let them go and don't be twitchy
Earn Esprit de corps.
Heads and Tails comes as intruder
Or a disaster forever and ever.
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
You can surely be the best achiever
Once, you become kin to victory.
Let's fight to win
You can, we know, you will,we know
Earn Esprit de corps.
Poet - Surjendra Das (Pen Name - Rudyard Jostle).
Two women in their twenties
Were conversing where I sat.
They chatted ‘bout their lives,
A little this, a bit of that.
But one thing that I overheard
Sure made me pay attention,
For entering the Peace Corps
Was one woman’s planned intention.
She’d just returned from Africa,
Four months in Cameroon.
She hoped her Peace Corps stint
Would take her someplace else real soon.
I marveled at her freedom
And the joys of being young,
The endless possibilities
That she could choose among.
I long ago was in that boat,
No ties to hold me back.
The Peace Corps never was my thing –
Adventure genes I lack.
Yet still, the world was at my feet.
I journeyed and explored;
But then I settled down,
My wanderlust largely ignored.
Just listening to that young woman
Hit me like a slap.
Her youth was like a vast terrain,
My age was like a trap.
Don’t get me wrong – I like my life
And plan to travel more,
But endless possibilities
No longer are in store.
zombies with no souls
they only know consumption
no rest and no sleep
Fighting the fight way away from me
Reunited in my dream
I stand motionless
Eyeing his stillness
I inquire about his thoughts
His attention I caught
A silent conversation we had
Feeling everything but sad
Our brotherhood takes root
As I wake up to salute
U.S.M.C.