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  In Flanders Fields
John McCrae


In Flanders fields the poppies blow

Between the crosses, row on row,

That mark our place; and in the sky

The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead.
Short days ago

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

Loved and were loved, and now we lie

In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:

To you from failing hands we throw

The torch; be yours to hold it high. 

If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

In Flanders fields.
 

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Beneath each pointy hood of virtue signaling, lies a democrat that spits on U.S. soldiers and calls all U.S. soldiers baby killers.
 
  In Flanders Fields
John McCrae


In Flanders fields the poppies blow

Between the crosses, row on row,

That mark our place; and in the sky

The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead.
Short days ago

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

Loved and were loved, and now we lie

In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:

To you from failing hands we throw

The torch; be yours to hold it high. 

If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

In Flanders fields.

Thank for posting. I always thought that poem was so very poignant.
 
Beneath each pointy hood of virtue signaling, lies a democrat that spits on U.S. soldiers and calls all U.S. soldiers baby killers.
^^^
You're the one spitting on US soldiers and other service personnel, son.

Why don't you 'splain to everyone why you never served and why you hate the American military?
 
Beneath each pointy hood of virtue signaling, lies a democrat that spits on U.S. soldiers and calls all U.S. soldiers baby killers.

How jesusy of you


Did you even read the poem?


Or

We’re you just to stupid to grok it’s meaning?



Or

You are a foreign hate bot hole?
 
Take up our quarrel with the foe:

To you from failing hands we throw

The torch; be yours to hold it high. 

If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

In Flanders fields.




The Republican Party is breaking the faith with those who sacrificed soooo much



They work with Russians


And trash Gold Star Families for political gain
 
Take up our quarrel with the foe:



Don’t divide the nation with lies given you by the enemies of America
 
[SUB][/SUB]Don’t lie these heros into defending our nation unnecessarily



The Republican Party did that in Iraq
 
How jesusy of you

Did you even read the poem?

Or
We’re you just to stupid to grok it’s meaning?

Or

You are a foreign hate bot hole?
I'm going with stupid. Angry and unAmerican too. He's a good Trumper; hates America, seeks to see it burnt to the ground, too deranged to see the consequences and wouldn't care if he could.
 
I'm going with stupid. Angry and unAmerican too. He's a good Trumper; hates America, seeks to see it burnt to the ground, too deranged to see the consequences and wouldn't care if he could.

And gets all his information from fox even thought they have been sued and will be sued more for lying to their viewers to destroy America
 
And gets all his information from fox even thought they have been sued and will be sued more for lying to their viewers to destroy America

His stupidity and anger says it all. Notice how he has ZERO sympathy for American war dead and no decency in mourning their sacrifice.

Fuck him and everyone like him. People like him need treatment and nanny software on their computers.
 
His stupidity and anger says it all. Notice how he has ZERO sympathy for American war dead and no decency in mourning their sacrifice.

Fuck him and everyone like him. People like him need treatment and nanny software on their computers.

They need to live in shame for harming this nation with their every breath
 
  In Flanders Fields
John McCrae


In Flanders fields the poppies blow

Between the crosses, row on row,

That mark our place; and in the sky

The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead.
Short days ago

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

Loved and were loved, and now we lie

In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:

To you from failing hands we throw

The torch; be yours to hold it high. 

If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

In Flanders fields.

Great poem, Phantasmal. Love it.

Sorry this thing went south so quickly, but for some people...causing that is their reason for being.

I just came back from the Memorial Day parade in our town. Not a big town...not a huge parade, but of decent size. The politicians were all there. I served on several commissions with the Mayor...he stopped to acknowledge my wife and me.

Our state senator was in the parade. I had worked with him on several occasions. He also stopped to acknowledge us.

Loved watching the kids hurry for the candy being thrown.
 
Great poem, Phantasmal. Love it.

Sorry this thing went south so quickly, but for some people...causing that is their reason for being.

I just came back from the Memorial Day parade in our town. Not a big town...not a huge parade, but of decent size. The politicians were all there. I served on several commissions with the Mayor...he stopped to acknowledge my wife and me.

Our state senator was in the parade. I had worked with him on several occasions. He also stopped to acknowledge us.

Loved watching the kids hurry for the candy being thrown.
Great way to start the day!
 
These graves in the field bare Americans of every color and religious belief

Gay humans

Muslim humans


Atheist humans


people who sacrificed everything for those people who hated them for really stupid reasons and benefited from their sacrifice


And they continue to hate them anyway


Some people are not good humans
 
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