ECHOES OF BATTLES FADE

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2018

Echoes of battles fade.

Will they ever just be gone?

On all sides,

Surrounded by heroes not known,

But will be.

Sacrifices untold,

Held by the grip of memories.

Elusive peace, 

Always teasing,

Always fleeting,

Giving way to the haunts once lived.

 

Something triggers,

Swift torrent approaches,

Scars bleed, each time less,

But not as much this time.

Familiar firefight incessant

 

Backdown?  Never!

Stand down?  Never!

Retreat?  Never!

 

Herein lies the separation.

Bravery and courage scrutinized.

Weakness and timidity annihilated.

 

Shouting, "VICTORY!"

A vest, patch, insignia, crest, and scroll.

Battle WILL be fought!

Battle WILL be won!

 

Decrescendo of day.

Now sons and daughters take up arms.

Battle flags they bear.

Fiercely the fight to the enemy they take,

Until freedom reigns. 

Rangers Lead the Way! 

Sua Sponte!

Speed, Surprise, and Violence of Action

Mottos be.

 

This old salty sailor

At B-27 sits.

Foam on the yellow sea of Coors smiles.

Music, chatter, laughter,

Glasses clink.

The NOW returns.

All is well...for now.

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