Dena C. Broadus
Story Of An Ex-Marine
In the dead of night, you hear a scream,
Could it be that ex-marine?
The one from Adak, the one with pain,
The one who came back home again?
The one who was all alone, is it his
screams which chills our bones?
The ex-marine, who's country he proudly
The one who never lost his nerve.