Rembrance

To think it was a week ago that people of this country bowed their heads in reverence to the dead, who gave their lives for us to live.

What did you notice, small children showed respect in lowering their heads, but to think that could not be shown by the Prime Minister, just confirmed how he views the service men and women of this country.

I have just received some harrowing pictures that you will see plus a poem which shows what some of these young people feel...

What did you think of the people who work at the MOD getting a bonus, what the hell for, they have not purchased equipment for the front line, or was it they spent money ( that is your money) buying the wrong equipment.

It is said in today paper that the helicopters that are needed now are being ordered now bur will be in commission in 2017, dear god do we put on hold the war, please tell the enemy to hold fire.

Please can some one tell me, when a person commits a crime we give them money to leave this country, why, they have killed a child yes I know they have served the time, why were they in this country.

We have seen the figures which do not add up as to how many illegal people are in this country. It is drummed into us the war in Afghanistan is to prevent further attacks in this country, does this not make you think?

Just think Christmas is here in 6weeks, who will have the money to spend, I know the bank of England has printed more money, is that coming to us or to the bankers for a Christmas bonus, just a thought.

THE FINAL INSPECTION

The soldier stood and faced God,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining,
Just as brightly as his brass.

'Step forward now, you soldier,
How shall I deal with you ?
Have you always turned the other cheek ?
To My Church have you been true?'

The soldier squared his shoulders and said,
'No, Lord, I guess I ain't.
Because those of us who carry guns,
Can't always be a saint.

I've had to work most Sundays,
And at times my talk was tough.
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.

But, I never took a penny,
That wasn't mine to keep...
Though I worked a lot of overtime,
When the bills got just too steep.

And I never passed a cry for help,
Though at times I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God, forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.

I know I don't deserve a place,
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around,
Except to calm their fears.

If you've a place for me here, Lord,
It needn't be so grand.
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand.

There was a silence all around the throne,
Where the saints had often trod.
As the soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.

'Step forward now, you soldier,
You've borne your burdens well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell.'

Author Unknown~