Rudyard Kipling"
“When you're left wounded on Afganistan's plains and
the women come out to cut up what remains, Just roll to your rifle
and blow out your brains,
And go to your God like a soldier”
General Douglas MacArthur"
“We are not retreating. We are advancing in another direction.”
“It is fatal to enter any war without the will to win it.” “Old soldiers never die; they just fade away.
“The soldier, above all other people, prays for peace, for he must suffer and be the deepest wounds and scars of war.”
“May God have mercy upon my enemies, because I won't .” “The object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his.
“Nobody ever defended, there is only attack and attack and attack some more.
“It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
The Soldier stood and faced God
Which must always come to pass
He hoped his shoes were shining
Just as bright as his brass
"Step forward you Soldier,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?"
"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 on 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,
The Soldier squared his shoulders and said
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 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 burden well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell."
By GABEY GOH February 16, 2009 The Malays Mail “But we in it shall be remembered – We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; For he today that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother...,” so said Shakespeare's King Henry V.
Indeed the camaraderie of men who have served together, especially in times of war, is a bond that runs too deep for those who have never had similar experiences to fully comprehend. It is this bond that drove Lieutenant Colonel (Rtd) Robert Rizal Abdullah( pgbwarrior.blogspot.com ), in his quest to see that a fellow soldier be given the proper resting place he so deserves. The comrade in question was the late Lance Corporal Ungkok Anak Jugam who died in action, on Feb 13, 1955 during the Communist Insurgency.
Image: The story as it appeared in the Malay Mail.
His grave, marked by a simple tombstone was located at Jalan Langgar, Alor Star, Kedah. The years of development and neglect by authorities saw the grave of a fallen soldier turn into nothing more than a milestone by the side of a road. Robert first learnt of Ungkok’s plight whilst surfing the Internet in mid-October 2008 when he chanced upon a post at Sarawakian Cokelat's blog ( cokelatrawkz.blogspot.com/2008/09/please-do-something_10.html ).
The pictures came from a thread on Forum Cari's Sarawak board ( eforum5.cari.com.my ), dated Aug 22, 2008. The post was a plea for the family of the late lance corporal to do something to properly honour the fallen hero.
