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."
I have never published anything in the first person, but this is the
only way I can truly express my feeling about Political Islam and the
actions of Muslims for the last 1400 years against the Kafir.
My grandfather or Papou, on my mother’s side, came to America in
1919. I know little about his past except that his parents were murdered
by Muslim Turks about 1905.
They lived in a small suburb outside of
Edirne, Turkiye. At age eight, while he was in boarding school in
Greece, the Turks attacked the Greeks in his village of Orestiada,
leaving him an orphan.
Later on Kemal Atatürk deported over a million and half Greeks. This
was due to both Islam and Turkish nationalism. The same expulsion of the
indigenous Greeks would again happen in 1955 and 1961 when the Turks
forced thousands of Greek out of Istanbul (Constantinople). This was
also repeated on the Greek island of Tenedos and Imbros, as well as
Cyprus. Expulsion and Slaughter: In an essay by Dr. Rich Swier entitled “Fitnah is Worse than
Slaughter”, he defines two words to explain the reason why slaughter and
expulsion of the native non-Muslim population occurs, unless they
convert to Islam. According to Dr. Swier the two tactical verbs that
that found in the Qur’an are kill/slaughter and displace/drive out/expel.
According to Dr. Swier, “My three-fold reason for this is that the
verbs Qital and Kharaj are not only much more violent than Jihad, but
they are much more graphic and violent than the word Jihad.”
