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| Foreign lands,
Families home,
Marines have gone,
To stand alone.
We fight for God,
Our Country and Corps.
So freedom may reign,
Forever more.
The North, the South,
The Black and the White,
For the American Land,
We all unite.
With my rifle and life,
I defend my home,
Always on call,
Destination unknown.
For all of my life,
This was my dream,
To fight for my Country,
As a U.S. Marine.
Though I will not be there,
For the birth of my Child,
I'll serve the Red, White and Blue,
Through any fire or trial.
Against domestic and foreign
Threats I will fight.
From the dawn of day
Into the darkness of night.
Some are bitter and cold
For having to go,
And leave behind,
Their Family and Home.
But with God in my heart,
And His light in my life,
All is at ease,
When I leave my Home and my Wife.
But soon it will come,
In His soft spoken tone.
God will say, "Well done Marine.
Now, pack up and go home."
So, calm is my heart,
And safe with the Lord,
My life always will be,
While I fight in this war. | Aaron M. Gilbert
U.S. Marine Corps
Copyright 2003
Listed 12/01/2005 |
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