Once A Marine, Always A Marine
I was that which others did not want to be.
I went where others failed to go.
And did what others failed to do.
I asked nothing from those who gave nothing
And reluctantly accepted the thought of eternal loneliness, should I fail.
I have seen the Face of Terror,
Felt the stinging Cold of Fear,
And enjoyed the sweet taste of a moments love.
I have cried, pained and hoped ... but most of all,
I have lived times others would say were best forgotten.
At least today I am able to say that I was proud of what I was.....
A UNITED STATES MARINE
This poem was seen in a publication and submitted by Jack D. Futch
MEGA Member #489 ~ (Saigon 1966-67 & Canberra 1967-68)
The poem was untitled and Jack gave it THE most appropriate title.