We were once all marking time, pushing earth, and doing about faces.
The miles on our bodies, boots, and minds were never easy and earned the hard way.
At times, we lived life through a hole in the ground, off in faraway places.
We've been shot at and missed, shit at and hit, and we lived to fight another day.
No matter the distance between us, the Brotherhood, is what keeps us together.
As always, we push ourselves, and are never hesitant to get into the fight.
When we call to muster, we will call on each other, faithful forever.
It has never been a question between us, about who will stand watch, throughout the night.
Through thick and thin, blood and bone, we ride.
We do it for each other; we do it for our Flag, and for our Nation.
When the optics drop on our targets, they know, that there is nowhere for them to hide.
As for America, have no fear in your hearts, when the US Marines are on station.
Wherever you are in the world today, do your thing, and carry your pack.
For only when you are tired, will you earn the chance to rest.
Just know, that when Marines lump up, we will fight to the death and stand back to back,
And as for the rest of the world, our foes will know, that they received nothing but our best.
Semper Fidelis Leathernecks
Stackz O Magz - November 10, 2014
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