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by Corporal MilesFor all the free people that still protest. You're welcome. We protect you and you are protected by the best. Your voice is strong and loud, but who will fight for you? No one standing in your crowd. We are your fathers, brothers, and sons, wearing the boots and carrying guns. We are the ones that leave all we own, to make sure your future is carved in stone. We are the ones who fight and die, We might not be able to save the world, Well, at least we try. We walked the paths to where we are at and we want no choice other than that. so when you rally your group to complain, take a look in the back of your brain. In order for that flag you love to fly wars must be fought and young men must die. We came here to fight for the ones we hold dear. If that's not respected, we would rather stay here. So please stop yelling, put down your signs, and pray for those behind enemy lines. When the conflict is over and all is well, be thankful that we chose to go through hell.
From the halls of Montezuma To the shores of Tripoli' ,We fight our countrys battles In the air', on land, and sea.First to fight for right and freedom , And to keep our honor clean,We are proud to claim the title Of United States Marines Our flags unfurl'd to every breeze From dawn to setting sun';We have fought in every clime and place Where we could take a gun.In the snow of far-off northern lands And in sunny tropic scenes,You will find us always on the job - The United States Marines. Here's health to you and to our Corps Which we are proud to serve;In many a strife we've fought for life And never lost our nerve.If the Army and the Navy Ever gaze on Heaven's scenes,They will find the streets are guarded By United States Marines.
I’ve given something to this country That many before me have gave I give it with pride Though I hide in the shade.My name will never be on a wall For all the world to see Nor will I receive any awards For all I’ve given to thee.My gift is something I cherish With everything I possess But it doesn’t mean I’ve done less Or that I protest.This gift I give to our country Means the world to me And I give up freely For all the world to see!You see my husband is my gift He’s gone away to war Not because he wanted too But because he is in the United States Marine CorpsIt is job, his duty His passion for life And I am proud and honored to be called A Marine wife! poem by Karla
A Marine's wife is full of glory She sees in him is full life storyShe's a patient woman of great understanding She states her opinions and is rarely demandingIn moments of sadness or unexpected sorrow She'll liven the day for a better tomorrow.She gives him warmth when his life is cold For he holds the key to her heart of goldHer ultimate test of being a Marine Corps wife Is bearing the absence of the man in her life"My duty comes first," she remembers him saying. "I may go abroad, but for you I'll be praying."Her reward will come, very soon one day When her Marine comes home for a lengthy stayFor this is their castle, she is the queen A very proud wife, wife of a US Marine
Marines' Prayer Almighty Father, whose command is over all and whose love never fails, make me aware of Thy presence and obedient to Thy will. Keep me true to my best self, guarding me against dishonesty in purpose and deed and helping me to live so that I can face my fellow Marines, my loved ones, and Thee without shame or fear. Protect my family. Give me the will to do the work of a Marine and to accept my share of responsibilities with vigor and enthusia