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04-06-07, 12:53 PM #61
This moto is like the Energizer Bunny keeps me going and going. Plus it is gong to help me pass english, I have to memeroize a poem or speech. jinelson, sir thanks for all of these great poems, and the ones that will be coming soon.
Matt
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04-06-07, 12:56 PM #62
Keep them coming, sir. I look forward to new moto everyday.
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04-06-07, 11:19 PM #63
THE FINAL INSPECTION
~Author Unknown~
The Marine stood and faced God,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining,
Just as brightly as his brass.
"Step forward now, Marine,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?"
The soldier squared his shoulders and said,
"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 most 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.
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 a silence all around the throne,
Where the saints had often trod.
As the Marine waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.
"Step forward now, you Marine,
You've borne your burdens well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell."
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04-07-07, 10:46 AM #64
The Marine Corps War Memorial (Iwo Jima)
By: Del "Abe" Jones 02-20-2005
Said a Vet from Nineteen forty-five,
"Men were dying by the score."
An eyewitness to a famous Battle
Immortalized forever more.
Quartermaster on a LST
"Eyewitness to a sad, horrible day."
"A slaughter right there on the Beach"
Is what, this Veteran had to say.
Coast Guardsman Robert Resnick
Was more than just a witness there
He furnished the Stars and Stripes
In that picture all generations share.
A symbol for the Marine Corps
Cast in bronze for all to see
The Flag raised on that mountain top
Is part of our Nation’s History.
One of the bloodiest Battles of the War
Fought for thirty-six days and nights
More than twenty two thousand Japanese
In one of the Marines fiercest fights.
The first part of Japan we invaded
And as Resnick’s ship sat on the beach
Marine Gagnon asked him for a Flag
And a long pipe to raise it’s reach.
They lost their sight of the Marine
As he headed to that Mountain top
Amidst the gun’s bullets flying
That never, ever seemed to stop.
As they began to leave the Beach
A tremendous cheer went all around
And, "Every ship tooted it’s horn."
As they raised the Flag that he had found.
For years another was credited
Until the year, Two thousand-one
When at a Fifth Marine Convention
The Marines learned he really was the one.
A big, old Marine bellowed out,
"Do you really mean to tell me,
That you never realized that you
Won that Battle, single-handedly?"
The President of the Fifth Marines
Made him an honorary member
And as they did some tears were shed
As they all began to remember
About that day sixty years ago
Up there on Mount Surabachi
When the Stars and Stripes were raised high
Was still a vivid, cherished, memory.
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04-08-07, 10:00 AM #65Welcome Home
By: Marge Reich
Welcome Home, my Hero, my boy, my Son
You've been through a lot, of this I'm assured.
For both of us it's been a very long time
The good of what you've done yet to be heard.
I watched you as you gathered
the things you would need
Seeing your excitement,
innocence glowing in your eyes
Not wanting you to do this,
not wanting you to grow up
I sat in your room, biting my lip,
saying our goodbyes
You went to build sand castles
across the sea
Your goals were to give Freedom
to the oppressed
With the best of intentions
for people of that land
In your camos,
with weapons and backpacks you dressed.
September went quickly,
even though you were far away
The phone calls and emails
were coming often enough.
October flew by,
but I could tell things were picking up
And I realized, with dread,
the next month would be tough.
November came with news
that our guys were in Fallujah.
I sat glued to the TV,
watching the news day and night.
Watched as our guys went door to door,
house to house
Finding insurgents who on this city were a blight.
During this time, news came
we lost some good men
To name a few, Blecksmith, Kirk, Smith,
your roommate Kielion
These were hard times, not only for you guys,
but also for us.
December finally dawned - another blow -
I heard it was Rund.
These awesome men gave it all,
for their country and kin
We will always remember their sacrifice,
hold their memories dear.
We thank them for the gift
they have bestowed upon us
So we could tuck our children into bed
each night without fear.
January finally dawned and the elections drew near
We counted down the days
'til the people cast their vote
Stood up to be counted, braved the lines,
made a stand
You helped all this happen, you stood guard,
WE took note.
Americans felt vindicated, stood up taller,
filled with pride
Seeing how important this was,
beyond our wildest dreams
The Iraqi people showed the world
that they were truly strong
Knew what they wanted,
or are learning, much as it seems.
Time to brush the dirt from your britches,
shake off your hat
Gather your weapons, dump sand out of your boots,
Come back to those that love you,
thankful for your service
Come back to America, amid loud hollers and hoots.
When you come back to California,
I will be standing there waiting
Longing to hold you close, see your smile,
count your fingers and toes
Knowing you are on US soil again
will put a spring in my step.
How many grey hairs you have given me,
nobody knows.
YOU are MY HERO, my only boy, YOU ARE MY SON
Freedom is secure because of you warriors,
WE have seen
You stand with those men
who have always given their best
You are one of the few, the proud,
a UNITED STATES MARINE.
I had a woman on one of my MOM boards ask for a Welcome Home poem from a Marine Mom to Marine... I became inspired as I never EVER again want another military member to come back and not feel WELCOMED HOME... I always tell every VET I meet, Welcome Home and give them a huge hug... ya know... Marines are required to give Marine Moms hugs, and once a Marine / Marine Mom always a Marine / Marine Mom... my son is with the 3/5 and will be home within the month... and I wanted to share this with you... if you feel its good enough to share with the world, you have my permission to use it on your site.
Marge
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04-09-07, 12:46 PM #66
This has to be my favorite thread on here. Keep it coming, sir. I'm nothing without my morning moto...
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04-11-07, 09:41 AM #67
Semper Fidelis
by Breann Arant
Drawing closer and closer
to where our new home would be
Parris Island came in to view
for all recruits to see
a funny felling in my stomach
grew as we drew near
a feeling i've often felt before
a feeling know as fear
the funny feeling grew and grew
as we were swallowed by the isle
my hands were growing clammy
my heart pounding wild
the sky was black as black could be
the air was slightly chilled
fear, excitement, adrenaline
my heart was completly filled
quickly and quietly we gather our things
as all recruits hurriedly piled out
our eyes bombarded by darkness
our ears invaded with shouts
we were issued standard clothing
allowed one phone call home
to tell out parents we were ok
and make our presence known
the weeks that followed were crammed with work
as we all longed for home
all we did was drill and drill
although none were alone
the time went by so very slow
graduation so far ahead
thats all we ever dreamed about
at night when we lay in bed
before we knew it ten weeks had gone by
the final test drawing near
i felt a feeling all too familiar
a feeling known as fear
reville was sounded at three a.m
the crucible comming soon
we gathered our equipment and our strenght
as we marched as one platoon
we overcame our obstacle and solved our problems
we did it as a group
we made it through one of the toughest days
with little time to recoup
with little food and little rest
we pushed on harder and harder
our final goal was in reach
so we went farther and farther
we fought with courage and with pride
as the final march was done
we had achieved our goal with honor and commitment
all out battles won
all platoons lined up in formation
as the ceremony proceeded
tears came to everyone eyes
because we knew that all had succeeded
i recieved my eagle globe and anchor
i shook my drill instructors hand
i realized i was no longer stranded at sea
but that she alone had led me safely to land
i now serve our country proudly
in the air, on land, at sea
I have been more proud to claim the title
of UNITED STATES MARINE
Semper Fidelis
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04-11-07, 10:09 AM #68
THE MARINE
By: Corporal Aaron M. Gilbert, US Marine Corps
We all came together,
Both young and old
To fight for our freedom,
To stand and be bold.
In the midst of all evil,
We stand our ground,
And we protect our country
From all terror around.
Peace and not war,
Is what some people say.
But I'll give my life,
So you can live the American way.
I give you the right
To talk of your peace.
To stand in your groups,
and protest in our streets.
But still I fight on,
I don't *****, I don't whine.
I'm just one of the people
Who is doing your time.
I'm harder than nails,
Stronger than any machine.
I'm the immortal soldier,
I'm a U.S. MARINE!
So stand in my shoes,
And leave from your home.
Fight for the people who hate you,
With the protests they've shown.
Fight for the stranger,
Fight for the young.
So they all may have,
The greatest freedom you've won.
Fight for the sick,
Fight for the poor
Fight for the cripple,
Who lives next door.
But when your time comes,
Do what I've done.
For if you stand up for freedom,
You'll stand when the fight's done.
By: Corporal Aaron M. Gilbert, US Marine Corps
USS SAIPAN, PERSIAN GULF
Last edited by jinelson; 10-13-08 at 11:21 AM.
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04-11-07, 04:32 PM #69
I hope you don't mind me posting this SSgt.
Two of the best Marine Corps videos out there!
http://youtube.com/watch?v=pF4RUMdhOwE
http://youtube.com/watch?v=Bh5SNU2_H3s&mode=user&search
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04-12-07, 09:50 AM #70
PRIDE
By: K. Shearon
Honor, courage and commitment as one is Pride
so pure and strong as a stallion at full stride
Its grace and beauty like an eagle soars through the sky
pride that is seen in every Marines eye
To hear the words of our nations hymn brings tears of delight
our stars and stripes waving in the breeze, a heartwarming sight
Young children with innocent faces, hands on their heart
our veterans saluting, remembering how they fought their part
These are but a few privileges we Americans have every day
we have choices to believe in God and the choice to pray
Our troops are fighting with pride for this gift to you
let us show them the power behind the red, white and blue
Support our sons and daughters, husbands and wives
who are fighting for justice and freedom with their lives
Lets not forget about that awesome feeling of pride
let us unite as a nation and stand strong side by side
Last edited by jinelson; 09-20-08 at 07:27 AM.
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04-13-07, 12:29 PM #71
A Quick Marine Ditty
By Chris Madeira
Semper Fl
Marine am I
Fashioned by my DI
San Dye-ego or PI
Gal or guy, bold or shy
Float or fly, sea or sky
Wet or dry, head held high
Eye to eye -- do or die
Sailor boy or ex-GI
Family or no such tie
Marching private
Quiet corpsman
Even so called
Sea-going doorman
Far or nigh
Curse or sigh
None deny
Sir, aye aye
Marine am I
Semper Fi
!
SAL PARLATO Jr
(aka Chris Madeira
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04-13-07, 02:06 PM #72
THE MARINE- is one of the most inspirational things ive ever read in my life.
"In Battle One Must Risk Their Life..To Take Another"
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04-14-07, 09:32 AM #73
What We Do
By Corporal Aaron M. Gilbert USMC
via letter to his dad
We all came together
both young and old,
To fight for our freedom
to stand and be bold.
In the midst of all evil
we stand our ground,
And we protect our country
from all terror around.
Peace and not war
is what some people say,
But I'll give my life
so you can live the American way.
I give you the right
to talk of your peace,
To stand in your groups
and protest in our streets.
But still I fight on
I don't *****, I don't whine,
I'm just one of the people
who is doing your time.
I'm harder than nails
stronger than any machine,
I'm the immortal soldier
I'm a U.S. Marine.
So stand in my shoes
and leave from your home,
Fight for the people who hate you
with the protests they've shown.
Fight for the stranger
fight for the young,
So they all may have
the greatest freedom you've won.
Fight for the sick
fight for the poor,
Fight for the cripple
who lives next door.
But when your time comes
do what I've done,
For if you stand up for freedom
you'll stand when the fight's done.
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04-15-07, 09:18 PM #74
Walk On, Warrior!
(Farewell, Beetle Bailey!)
by Doug Todd, SGT, USMC
The Warriors path ran through that valley
Where the shadows had no end--
Where the password was "My Brother!"--
Where the answer was "My Friend!"
Those who walked that path together,
For all eternity are bound
In a state of trust and friendship
That, nowhere else on earth is found!
For only those who walked there with us
Know the half of what we feel--
Know the ties that run between us,
Stronger than the finest steel!
I recall a savage summer
When young men grew old too fast;
Where every minute seemed eternal
Where every breath might be our last;
Where they sowed us from the choppers
Like a farmer sowing grain--
(Now, in the stillness after midnight,
Demons plant that field again!)
When the Midnight Madness takes us
Back to scenes from long ago,
There's a wide field strewn with bodies--
All with faces that we know!
There--- the mud and smoke and thunder--
-- someone crying out in pain!
There-- the blood and sweat and heartache
--- and we live it all again!
There-- the mountain and the graveyard--
There-- the paddy with it's dikes;
There-- the land mines and the mortars
And the punji traps with spikes--
Where we fought long past exhaustion,
-- young men came and old men went--
Tired and tortured-- touched with madness--
Still we fought where we were sent.
It seems our youth was but a moment
And the years just slid away--
Suddenly we face the twilight,
Warped and wasted-- bent and gray!
Now, some are gathered 'round this bunker
In the shadows of the end,
Where the password is "My Brother!"
Where the answer is "My Friend!"
Where no one of us need ever
Stand another watch alone,
For there's a spirit here that bonds us--
Blood of blood and bone of bone!
Brother David--- someone tells me
That you've saddled up once more--
That you're walking point again
The way you always did before--
If I could I'd walk it for you--
(So would any man that's here!)
But, our orders were to "Hold Position!"
Though the reason's far from clear!
So, walk on, Brother Warrior!
Go with God and with our prayers
That He'll, at long last, ease the burden
Of your pain and of your cares.
Rest assured your name is honored
Here among The Walking Dead
And, we may step a little quicker
Knowing that you're up ahead.
And, in the shadows of the evening,
When we pause to smoke and talk,
There'll be someone to remind us
"Beetle Bailey walked the walk!"
So, walk on, Warrior! Keep a look-out
For long lost Brothers you might find;
Tell them all we'll meet at sunrise--
We're just a click or two behind!
Walk on Warrior! Let us help you
Saddle up and load your gear--
With you up front as point-man
We know there's nothing there to fear.
We must not waste one precious moment
On a tear-soaked, sad, "Good-Bye"--
Just let me take you by the shoulders--
Toe-to-toe and eye-to-eye--
And, we'll just say "So Long" like Brothers--
Walk on Warrior! (Hand Salute!) Semper Fi!
Last edited by jinelson; 07-21-08 at 08:21 AM.
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04-16-07, 08:53 PM #75
I'm The One Called Doc
BY: HARRY D. PENNY, JR. 1997
I SHALL NOT WALK IN YOUR FOOTSTEPS,
BUT I WILL WALK BY YOUR SIDE.
I SHALL NOT WALK IN YOUR IMAGE,
I'VE EARNED MINE WITH PRIDE.
WE'VE ANSWERED THE CALL TOGETHER,
ON SEA AND FOREIGN LAND.
WHEN THE CRY FOR HELP WAS GIVEN,
I'VE BEEN THERE RIGHT AT HAND.
WHETHER I AM ON THE OCEAN
OR IN THE JUNGLE WEARING GREENS,
GIVING AID TO MY FELLOW MAN,
BE IT SAILORS OR MARINES.
SO THE NEXT TIME YOU SEE ME,
AND YOU THINK OF CALLING ME 'SQUID',
THINK OF THE JOB I'M DOING,
AS THOSE BEFORE ME DID.
AND IF YOU EVER HAVE TO GO OUT THERE
AND YOUR LIFE IS ON THE BLOCK,
LOOK AT THE ONE RIGHT NEXT TO YOU...
I'M THE ONE CALLED 'DOC'.
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