nathan hawk

A Marine To The End

Listening to the freedom bells ring
His Sergeant calling out his name

Telling him to get down
But this Marine ignored the sound

Then with a big loud crack
The Marine fell onto his back

The Marine stood up dazed
Dropped to his knees and started to pray

He thanked God he was still alive
But right then a bullet when through his eye

As he laid there and started to die
Somebody was planning on telling his wife

A Marine never dies without a fight
So he got back up like he never seen the light

He stood on his own two feet
Got his rifle, with no defeat

He fired like he was mad
Then came something bad

Then another big loud crack
And the Marine was once again on his back

His eyes rolled back into his head
This Marine was now pronounced dead

As hard as he fought that faithful day
Every one stopped and they all prayed

They cried when he was gone
He was a true Marine, right down to the bone

Poem Submitted: Monday, April 13, 2009
Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 28, 2010

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  • Aimee Lee (5/6/2010 10:48:00 AM)

    wow. that was really good. there was a whole story in that poem..i loved it! ^_^

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  • Makayla StraightMakayla Straight (1/29/2010 11:16:00 AM)

    I love this poem. I am going to be in the marines when I am 18.

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  • Michael Pruchnicki (4/13/2009 12:57:00 PM)

    Astounding! Where did this come from? Your very own imagination?

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  • Michael Pruchnicki (4/13/2009 12:57:00 PM)

    Astounding! Where did this come from? Your very own imagination?

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