The Few. The Proud...

                                                 Ode to a Marine

Submitted by John Wear

In a crowd you're bound to spot him,He's standing so very tall Not too much impresses him; He's seen and done it all . His hair is short, his eyes are sharp,But his smile's a little blue. It's the only indicationOf the hell that he's gone through.He belongs to a sacred brotherhood,Always Faithful 'til the end. He has walked right into battle And walked back out again. Many people think him foolish For having no regrets About having lived through many timesOthers would forget. He's the first to go and last to know,But never questions why, On whether it is right or wrong,But only do or die. He walks a path most won't takeAnd has lost much along the way, But he thinks a lot of freedom, It's a small price to pay. Yes, he has chosen to live a life Off the beaten track, Knowing well each time he's called,He might not make it back. So, next time you see a Devil DogStanding proud and true, Be grateful for all he's given; He's given it for you. Don't go up and ask him What's it's like to be in war;Just thank God that it's your countryHe's always fighting for. And thank him too for all the hellHe's seen in that shade of green, Thank him for having the guts 

To be a United States Marine