Fallen Marine”

Fallen Marine”

Fallen Marine
So many things I thought as to why I stay awake
The memories of pain the war from what it takes
My brother was a fighter a man of many words
A Marine with such a strength a Devil with his sword
As this day approaches so many thing had left
For reason of my thinking of his fight with his last breath
I write to tell a story of what he did today and hope to find a light
As my soul did drift away a Marine is something different
Cost more than all the gold you're strength and devotion is something never sold

A brother that I knew had shown me all my life
I watch this man of honor get married to his wife
He left behind his children the one's who have no dad
And I cry inside my heart with sadness when I'm mad
So bare to get me thinking and write among the world
So tonight when we are fighting a Marine's story is never Told.

© A.Cremin

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