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 The Alamo (Sonnet) World Events 5/18/2012
 Age Of Enlightenment Insight 5/1/2012
 Reality Insight 3/22/2012
 Into The Great Unknown Spiritual Poems 3/13/2012
 The Maid Spiritual Poems 2/28/2012
 Wandering Angel Spiritual Poems 2/28/2012
 The Walk Spiritual Poems 2/28/2012
 Sermon 117: What Do You Know? Short Stories 2/14/2012
 Good Enough Spiritual Poems 1/17/2012
 Gehazi Spiritual Poems 1/17/2012
 Corporal Courageous Inspirational Poems 1/16/2012
 Sermon 5: The Shopping Cart Spiritual Poems 1/14/2012
 Was Jesus Really the Son of God? Spiritual Poems 1/13/2012
 Sermon 12: Creation Or The Big Bang Short Stories 1/13/2012
 The Original Sin Spiritual Poems 1/12/2012
 The Fighting Forty Four Poems To Our Troops 1/12/2012
 Beyond Imagination Misc 1/7/2012
 A Battle Begins Spiritual Poems 12/30/2011
 Prophesy Spiritual Poems 12/22/2011
 Daddy, Am I A Hero? Inspirational Poems 12/19/2011
 The Boy That Walked On Water Spiritual Poems 12/18/2011
 There Is A Place Spiritual Poems 12/13/2011
 One Night Spiritual Poems 12/11/2011
 My Odyssey Spiritual Poems 12/7/2011
 Plato’s Cave Insight 12/7/2011
 Part Of His Flock Spiritual Poems 12/5/2011
 Enlightenment Insight 12/4/2011
 Centurion Spiritual Poems 11/30/2011
 The First Christmas Day (Sonnet) Holiday Poems 11/29/2011
 Bless Me Spiritual Poems 11/28/2011
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The Alamo (Sonnet)

I and my comrades raise our glasses high,
As we drown our fears of the coming fight.
We appear as though unafraid to die,
Yet sleep will elude each of us this night.

An army is camped just beyond our gate,
And they shall storm us at morning’s first light.
Each of us knows that help will come too late,
And on the morrow, we shall lose this fight.

We have resisted, as honor is due;
Men of a nation that will not forget.
We proudly sacrifice our lives for you.
It is an accord we do not regret.

This is our moment; history will show,
And all shall remember the Alamo.

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Word: Honor

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