The United States Marines

[Moderator]

James L. Manniso
Copyright 2005


In 1775
The Marines
were given birth,
wrought of spirit
and steel ~
A Force
that would shake
the earth.

230 years
of blood, sweat
and tears ~
Hardened
this mighty force,
that always
stays its course.

A sacred
brotherhood
of warriors.
Their swords
of freedom raised.
Unfurl their
scarlet colors ~
Attack with
fury, fire and rage.
On land, air and sea
lightening is the strike.
Thunder, the
awesome roar.
Hammering the enemy
from desert sand to
ocean shore.

In the heat of battle
Marines refuse to yield.
Anchor and globe
their shield.
Semper Fi the call,
This brotherhood of
Warriors ~
All for one
and one for All.

So, when the storms
of war descend
and the call goes out
to defend,
Marines will
fight until the end.
For when Marines
have landed,
all Hell is abandoned.
In the raging battle,
in the fiery blast,
Marines hold fast.
The fight furious,
The courage glorious.
Til victory is won,
for the fallen and the tall
Victory for All.

When Taps
are played,
o'er Fallen warriors' graves,
the tattoo sings ~
All were brave.
Their ALL
is what they gave.

The Fallen,
they are not of earth.
Their brave spirits
have new birth.
They have risen
to the sky,
now, lightening is
Their fiery eyes
and thunder ~
Their mighty cry.
The Tall,
With every bugle call
Their spirits are given All.
Semper Fi, the call
Victory for ALL.
Within every
fighting machine, is
The SPIRIT OF THE MARINES.

How do we
honor them?
What do we say?
To these valiant warriors
On this ~
Their birthday.

Only one great tribute
for this proud Corps,
Standing tall for ALL,
in uniforms of blues and greens ~
You are noble Warriors.
YOU ARE ~
UNITED STATES MARINES.