Call to Duty

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    Call to Duty


    I GAVE MY SONS EVERYTHING THAT I HAD
    TAUGHT THEM TO WIN WAS THAT SO BAD
    REACHED INSIDE MY SPIRIT AND SOUGHT THE TRUTH
    AND I WAS CHARGED WITH CHILD ABUSE
    FILLED THEIR YEARS WITH WISDOM AND SKILLS
    DIRECTED THEIR BEING WITHIN GOD OWN WILL
    REJECTED FAILURE REFUSED DEFEAT
    MANAGED OUR LIVES AND STOOD ON MY FEET
    PUNISHED LIARS AND WHO BETTER NOT STEAL
    WOULD’NT LET THEM PLAY WITH ANYTHING THAT KILLS
    REWARDED FORGIVENESS PRAISED RESPECT
    THEM GET THEIR THOUGHTS OFF THEIR CHEST
    TOOK THEM FISHING IN THE OPEN AIR
    FED ANYONE WHO WAS HUNGRY TO SHOW THAT I CARED
    VISITED THEIR TEACHERS AT SCHOOL EVERY DAY
    MADE THEM DO HOME WORK WHEN THEY WANTED TO PLAY
    I MADE THEM STUDY ON HOLIDAYS AND BREAKS
    MADE THEM KEEP TRYING WHEN THEY MADE MISTAKES
    ALL OF THESE THINGS TURNED THEM INTO FREAKS
    MADE THEIR LIVES HARD MADE THING LOOK SO BLEAK
    MADE THEM STAND OUT UNLIKE ANYONE
    ALLWAYS THE PUN OF JOKES FROM THE DUMBER ONES
    MY SONS HAD TO FIGHT ALMOST EVERY DAY
    TO PROTECT THIS LIFESTYLE THAT SOON WOULD PAY

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    Ceasar commented on Call to Duty

    11-20-2009

    I really like this one also-continue to let God use you through your poems.
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    BrittKun commented on Call to Duty

    11-20-2009

    Your a good parnet that not bad. Don't pushe your son to hard or they might push back. If they are differnt is't a good thing. LOve Your poem it would make my mom cry.
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    christliked

    11/20/2009

    Thank you so very much for your support you have blessed me beyond measure, the fact that you read so many may God bless you too

    kcpoetry commented on Call to Duty

    11-19-2009

    sounds like your giving good tips about raising young men. this poem describes love and strength. It takes a lot to raise young men as it is , let alone the everyday struggle we face as a people , however because of love you find it is worth the hardships. an example of pure parenting.
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    christliked

    11/19/2009

    thank you

    Marsink commented on Call to Duty

    10-16-2009

    I like seeing an involved parent like yourself. I have two daughters and I expect respect because I give discipline with love. ( and no better love than from our God and Savior, Jesus Christ)
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    maryjanet commented on Call to Duty

    10-09-2009

    I grew up with a father who was not in my life at all and I think if he would read this he could realize how much he messed up. I am a firm believer that Daddies get Daddy memories....but Dad's don't get shit. VERY WELL WRITTEN!
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