Marine Sniper – Marine Corps Poem

Marine Sniper
By: Bradley Karr Holland

I am a Marine Sniper
Alone and fearless I fight
I sit still not making a move
As I wait in the pale moonlight
I wait for some helpless soul
To walk into my sight
I slowly squeeze the trigger
As a shot rings out through the night
A red mist fills the air
I can smell the blood from here
As I put away my gear
I take one last look in my scope
His head was blown completely off
He did not shed a tear
And when it troubles me in my sleep
I try to get my conscience clear
I will see their faces for the rest of my life
But this is the burden I choose to bear

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Veterans Day Assembly

Veterans day poems read by:
Tiffany Incorvaia

On November 10th,2005 my daughter’s school has a ceremony honoring all the Veterans . and as we all know It was also the Marine’s birthday . Well my daughter being 11 and wanting to show her support > She only got to read her poem ,and in the middle of it she broke down and cried . The teacher had to finish it for her. after that she of course came to me she needed a hug. I got her calmed down she went back to her seat. I looked around and there was not a dry eye in the place. She made such a impact on other children, the Veterans , and guests that I had people telling me so. They said that it was nice to know that a 11 year old child could make a impact . The American Legion is getting her reading in full today . I am proud of her So If I may share her reading with you to pass onto All Marines that read your letter. I think some might like it.
Hi my name is Tiffany Incorvaia

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A Soldier’s Heart

Hi my name is Dustin Rogers. I have signed up for the Marine Corps and my MOS is Infantry. I leave for boot camp June 9, 2008 about a week after I graduate. Well anyways I have a lot of people ask me why I am doing this or that im crazy or that I have no reason to do this and etc…. Well I didn’t know what to tell them because I knew that they would understand and they just don’t get it. So I wrote a poem about the whole thing. It’s called “A Soldier’s Heart.”

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Untitled Poem – Smiley

Untitled Poem
by Jim Smiley

Hey Sgt. Grit,
I am sending you this poem in hopes that it will be passed on to others that do not understand why we are Marines, Soldiers, Sailors, and Airmen. I was in the Corps in the early 80's stationed at MCAGCC 29 Palms. I never was in any conflict but still I will defend my fellow military troops that have been there. I think that maybe the poem says it all.

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For A Special Marine

For A Special Marine
by a proud Marine Mom

Though we’ll be miles and miles apart
Always know that you are in my Heart
Every single day you’ll be in my prayers
I will think of you always and everywhere
There are only a few of the strong, proud and brave
Who will fight for our freedom the American way
Your mission is grand, and of you I am so proud
Being a Marine earns you the respect of all those around
There will be many tough times, this I know
But of who you are don’t ever let go
You’ve pulled yourself up and turned your life around
Your entire family is so very, very proud
I Love you so much and want for you only the best
So keep your standards high and never settle for less
I love your Smile, your heart and your charm
May God keep you always safe from harm
So I’ll tie a yellow ribbon around the tree
And wait for the day you come safely home to me.

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Spirit of America

Spirit of America
by Erich Hartung

SPIRIT OF AMERICA poem (pdf)

This isn't a usual story. I'm not a Marine, but rather I'm active-duty Navy. I have a cousin who's a Marine, and as a matter of fact I used to be a Young Marine when I was in high school. But the purpose of my email is to simply submit a poem that I wrote in memory of Cpl Jason Dunham, the recen Medal of Honor recipient who gave his life for fellow Marines while in combat in Iraq in 2004. I was extremely humbled to hear his story and at the same time burdened to write something in honor of his sacrifice. I hope and trust that you could use this poem to remember everything that Jason as well as other Marines, Soldiers, Sailors and Airmen have done not only for our country, but also for each other.

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Spirit of America

The Spirit of America
by Erich Hartung

You won't find him on a field,
playing football for some fans;
And you won't hear him on a stage,
singing solo for some band.
You won't see him on TV
entertaining many folks;
And you won't hear him at the club
telling off a bunch of jokes.
Instead you're gonna find him
working hard behind the scenes;
Fighting, sweating and bleeding hard
with United States Marines.
Most of us can't comprehend
of what went through his mind;
Or why he chose to join the Corps
and leave civilian life behind.
When the bullets started flying,
something landed at their feet.
Once they noticed what it was,
they knew their maker they would meet.
But he was forced to make a choice,
a choice to hide or dive.
Being the man that he was,
he chose to save some lives.
As the tears rain down
from the heav'ns up above,
A mother and a father cry
for their son they'll always love.
He was just a child to some,
but a hero to even more;
The bravest of the brave,
devoted to the Corps.
You would find him with his friends
forever standing tall.
But he was just a boy of twenty-two
when called to give his all.
We just don't understand why,
so we just cast our doubts.
But we just don't see that
it's what America's all about.
And as this young man
is laid to final rest,
He fits perfect in formation
with our nation's best.
Lest we not forget
what the Good Lord up above has said,
"Greater love hath no man
than to lay his life down for a friend."

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A Star Spangled Prayer

Dear Sgt. Grit,

As the holidays are approaching, it is easy to get caught up in the chaos that this season brings, and it never ceases to amaze me how quickly people forget about what is really important. Thousands of members of our armed forces our stationed either overseas, or just plain far away from home this Christmas, with no family to celebrate with. I myself have many friends in the various branches, and I know how hard it is for them to be away from home. I wrote this poem last year as a school project, but it turned into a prayer that I keep on my wall, which reminds me daily to pray for our Armed Forces, and to thank them for their sacrifice. I thought I’d share it with you and your readers with the hope that maybe it will inspire or remind them the importance of never taking our freedom and their sacrifice for granted. Wishing you all the best this Christmas season.

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Stone Faced Few

STONE FACED FEW
by LCpl Keel

All this happiness,
All of these sorrows,
Bottled up anger and a smirk on the surface,
Do you all see this?
We rose to the call,
and at times of inspection we shine,
Eyes clouded with worry and doubt,
carrying the weight,
Endless humps and a longing glance,
A thousand yard stare and a sneer from one passing by,
Cold beyond the soul,
Clambering hands that search for our hearts,
Promises of punishment to those who hurt the ones we have,
On the inside these eyes see red,
On the outside, rifle in hand and a stone set face,
Our hands ready to release the anger,
Wishing to drop the weight,
Lashing out,
And still wondering why,
We see you walk by,
With your fake smiles and forced laughs,
Your ever critical stare,
Criticize I.
Not ME,
for there was only once a soul.
Not US,
for we have done nothing so undeserving as to receive what you readily dish out. Happily force feeding,
yet can you swallow your own poisonous criticism?
Have we lost these “souls” as you say,
or do you simply take your easy route and ignore them?
We watch you as your behavior is strange.
A cry for help then a shove from our shelter,
Were moving on.
Boots laced tight,
endless miles ahead.
True laughter and a shot held high for those who are gone.
We are ready,
Then the surface calms and the thousand yard stare is regained.

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