Three paratroopers on Asad Airbase, Iraq

Three paratroopers with 1st Brigade, 82nd Airborne Division (Advise and Assist), move off a drop zone near Al Asad Airbase, Iraq, Feb. 12, as part of a training exercise they hope will lead to combined U.S. – Iraqi training jumps and an enduring strategic partnership. For security, an Apache helicopter flew along the drop zone perimeter throughout the training exercise.


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Paratroopers prep for U.S-Iraqi combined training


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    Determined though scared, I walk my beat
    On the deadly streets of Baghdad.
    Searching for any who plot our harm
    Or by our death are joyous and glad.

    Standing in shadows caused by the moon
    I'm reminded of my nights back home.
    I wonder if the woman I love
    Is growing tired of sleeping alone?

    I feel remorse for all who live here
    For this place is a madman's hell.
    And those who wish to keep it that way
    Must be killed or locked away in jail.

    My greatest fear is not my death
    But that I'll end up in a wheelchair.
    Disabled for the rest of my life,
    Depending on others for my care.

    My wife, she prays for my safe return
    As night and day more GI's are killed.
    She knows quite well, whatever it takes
    The oath I've given will be fulfilled.


    The king of Baghdad has fallen
    Never to dictate again.
    Man shall sentence him for this crimes
    And heaven shun him for his sin.

    For his tyranny, he was famous
    In every capital on earth.
    Till apprehended in his spider hole
    Completely stripped of his worth.

    He is guilty of rape and genocide
    While he ruled without remorse.
    His power and prestige were toppled
    Once George Bush set his course.

    Though it may seem that the wicked triumph
    And have conquered by their brutality of hand,
    Through the power of faith they are defeated
    By the seed of goodness in man.


    America is the birthday cake of earth
    As the ants march from every direction.
    Thank God for all who have sworn to defend her
    Serving with love, honor, pride, and affection.

    Since the first day George Washington marched off to war
    There have been those who have wished our demise.
    Their hatred, fueled by jealousy and greed
    Was defeated by our brave and the wise.

    Once again, we must face a formidable foe
    Who have pledged by their God to destroy us all
    Misusing their faith as an excuse to kill
    As for a worldwide jihad, their leaders call.

    Some say we should try to appease them
    For if we resist, they'll hate us even more.
    But the David's among us shall cast our stones
    Defeating them, as it was done before.


    They serve to preserve our forefathers dreams,
    Prayers, visions and determination.
    Risking all in pursuit of fulfillment of duty
    To God, freedom, faith, honor and nation.

    Despite dismemberment, death and loneliness
    Patriots enlist to safeguard our flag.
    With honor, faith, purpose and courage
    They battle the sadistic that brag.

    Throughout man’s past as a creature of earth
    War has always plagued his expectance.
    Greed, hate, fear, envy and rage
    Have overruled rapture and repentance.

    David was a soldier who lived by his faith
    Which gave him the will to become brave.
    He stood up to terror and toppled the giant
    Leaving Goliath headless and alone in his grave.

    David’s call thrives in hearts of soldiers today
    Shielding liberty from the warmongers of hell.
    Facing down evil refusing to summit
    Ensuring freedom and justice are alive and well.

    By Soldier For The Lord
    Tom Zart
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