Category: Poems

From a Marine in Kuwait

Wish You Were Here
By: Cpl Joshua Miles

For 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. read more

A Marine’s Mother submitted by Clarence Briggs

“A Marine’s Mother”
Submitted by Clarence Briggs

I will never be first lady,
Nor grace a movie screen
I?ll never be world-famous
Nor will I be a queen.
But I would never change my lot
With any that I?ve seen.
For you see ? I am the Mother
Of a UNITED STATES MARINE.

Submitted by: Clarence Briggs

This is a thing my mother found in a newspaper back in 1943. She kept it with her till she died in 1978. I’m her son the Marine. read more

Marine Poem

Hi, I wrote a poem back when my son had just went to Bootcamp. A friend said I should share this with you, and you in turn share with others.Son, Lcpl Shane currently deployed in Iraq

The first trimester has come and gone…
Written By Marine Mom, Marti

The first trimester has come and gone,
the broken man, the man I’ve become.
My youthful ways has left my skin,
I bring up my armour, the man within.
A Marine I’m learning to be
so you and I can be free.
Onto the mastering of what I have to give and more,
my strength, my endurance, the best I implore.
For the Marines I have pledged my oath,
to give my heart and soul, I give my both. read more

A Different Version of the Marines’ Hymn

Marine Hymn of the ’40’s
By Jack V. Scarola

From the hills of Okinawa to the shores of Tulagia
They fought our country’s battles in the air, on land, and sea.

First to fight for right and freedom and to keep their honor clean
They were proud to claim the title United States Marines.

Some were captured at Corregidor and endured the march Bataan
Others perished at Wake Island, a true hero every man. read more

Marine Boot Camp

Marine Boot Camp
by Teri Johnston

Momma raised me to be tough
Drill instructor says I aint tough enough
Momma didn?t raise no quitter
Drill instructor says he aint no babysitter
No more late nights with my friends
Just ten more miles to march up around the bend
I?m marching time, I?m hiking hills, some days it?s really rough
Drill Instructor says I aint done enough
They?re training me hard, training me good
Drill Instructor says I aint training like I should
I don?t wanna do no more
But I keep going because I joined the corps
Momma used to make me spaghetti and meatballs
Now I gotta eat real fast in the chow hall
Momma used to tell me to take the trash out
Now every waking minute I listen to the Drill Instructor shout
Some days I sure don?t want to be here
But getting the attention of the Drill Instructor is my biggest fear
Drill Instructor says I aint good enough
I?ll show him I?m more than tough
Push ups, sit ups, pull ups
Some days I just wanna throw up
Momma I?m getting real strong
Marine boot camp is so long
Little sister sings cadence at home and doesn?t stop
Big brother in San Diego is giving it all he?s got
Got my jungle boots and M16
Learned to camouflage and not be seen
Gonna earn the title United States Marine
Drill Instructor says I got what it takes
Over the wall, under the wire, a Marine he did make. read more

Ready On The Left and Dress Blues

Ready On The Left and Dress Blues Blues
By Howard Schnauber

READY ON THE LEFT

Ready on the left —
ready on the right —
ready on the firm' line

Let out half a breath
close down half an eye
Squeeze that cartridge off
and know it's a miss or hit
from that guy down in the pit

When you've made your shot
get your ass back in the slot
and work that earthy ditch
like a sorry son of awhich
was the name of the state
where you said you was born?
'cause you'd better there return
if you can't make better scores
than a pair of Maggie's drawers read more

Love You Forever

LOVE YOU FOREVER
Tamala Young

At birth it was easy to love
You were an angel sent from above
With age came the true test
Of mothers I’d try to be the best

Curiosity would peak here and there
Sometimes i thoughtmore than i could bear
They were stagesyou had to grow
I can helpjust listen to what i know

I still loved you just the same
But with the growth, disappointment came
Disappointment not in you
But in some things you’d chose to do

Now you’ve chosen to take a stand
Step out of childhoodbecome a man
I can’t believe you’ve gone to Iraq
Counting the minutes till you get back

Don’t forget that prayer is a must
For it’s in god and not bush we trust
He’ll bring you home i have no doubt
If he takes you to it he’ll bring you out

Being there’s got to be rough
Just not being here is even tough
Whatever it is that you go through
Hang in there CoreyI love you!

I’ll love you forever
I’ll like you for always
As long as I’m living
My baby you’ll be!


LOVE MOM
7/26/06

Tamala Young to Son Corey
Serving in Iraq read more