We are those un-forgiven few.
The few who were born, a sheep dog amongst sheep. Unaware of what life held for us. We were then forged in the fires of hell. Raised up in the hands of God, to ward off evil. To stay the wolfs from the flock at nigh while the sheep sleep. Baptized in the chaos of combat. Ridiculed by those we protect. The unthankful flock feels that we are relics of a past era. They see no danger because we keep it from them.
We chose this.
And yet, as the flock turns their heads from us. As they dismiss us, taking the freedoms as if it cost the sheep dog nothing, not a word of gratitude. For it is easy to maintain such things, right? We will continue to pay for the passage of the many.
With the skin of our backs.
The tears of our souls.
And the blood of our veins.
For we are few, and we are beaten and trodden upon.
We are few, but we are blessed for having known such good company.
We are few, but we are strong.
We are few, but we are proud.
We are few, and we are brothers.
And as brothers, we carry this burden together.
As brothers, we drink, and we sing together.
As brothers, we stand, and we fight together.
And, all too often? as brothers, we bury our brothers.
I've been living here in SoCal for 4 years. I'm stationed at TwentyNine Palms Base which is awesome since its the largest training base on earth with so many live fire ranges. 3X Combat Veteran 3/7 K1- OIF II and 5-7 2/7 G3- OIF 6-8. My yahoo id is necromarinex my AIM is delta03xx..~DEATH BEFORE DISHONOR!! R.I.P to all my Brothers..
LCPL KYLE D CROWLEY-LCPL KANE M FUNKE-
CORPORAL JASON L. DUNHAM-LANCE CORPORAL JOHN J. VANGYZEN IV-LANCE CORPORAL MICHAEL S. TORRES-CORPORAL DALLAS L. KERNS-LANCE CORPORAL CHRISTOPHER B. WASSER-CAPTAIN RICHARD J. GANNON II-LANCE CORPORAL JONATHAN R. SPEARS-LANCE CORPORAL JOSEPH L. NICE-GUNNERY SERGEANT ELIA P. FONTECCHIO-LANCE CORPORAL JOHN J. THORNTON-LANCE CORPORAL BLAKE HOWEY-LANCE CORPORAL NATHAN WINDSOR
My Platoon dropping a 500 Laser Guided Missile on the enemy, this is for you Howey and Windsor =)
2/7 Golf 3 drops 500 pounder .. Add to My Profile | More Videos It was an action packed day, we set up an observation post on al qaida, then we start recieving fire, so we dropped a f**king 500 pound laser guided missile..yay.. G3 dropping 5hundo! on Al Qaida
Hey man! Hope you're doing alright. Just stoppin' by to check on you and you've not been here since August. Soldier hasn't been on Yuwie since 11-'07. My guess is your back in the sandbox, I hope your morale's up and your head is down. If you get back on here, I'll know you're alive. Thanks for serving this country.
The USMC is over 219 years of romping, stomping, hell, death and destruction. The fines fighting machine the world has ever seen. We were born in a bomb crater, our Mother was an M-16, and our Father was the Devil. Each moment that I live is an additional threat upon your life. I am a rough looking, roving soldier of the sea with a big one. I am cocky, self-centered, overbearing, and do not know the meaning of fear, for I am fear itself. I am a green amphibious monster, made of blood and guts, who arose from the sea, feasting on anti-Americans throughout the globe. Whenever it may arise, and when my time comes, I will die a glorious death on the battlefile, giving my life for Mom, the Corps, and the American Flag. We stole the eagle from the Air Force, the anchor from the Navy, and the rope from the Army. On the 7th day, while God rested, we over-ran his perimter and stole the globe, and we've been running the show ever since. We live like soldiers, and talk like sailors and slap the Hell out of both of them. We are heartbreakers and life takers. Soldier by day,lover by night, drunkard by choice, Marine by God!!!
WORDS FROM A MARINE
"Take a man and put him alone, Put him twelve thousand miles from home. Empty his heart of all but blood, Make him live in sand, in mud. This is the life I have to live,
This the soul to God I give. You have your parties and drink your beer, While young men and women are dying over here. Plant your signs on the White House lawn; "Lets get out of Iraq". Use your signs and have your fun,
Then refuse to use a gun. There's nothing else for you to do, Then I'm supposed to die for you? There is one thing that you should know;
And that's where I think you should go! I'm already here and it's too late. I've traded all my love for all this hate. I'll hate you till the day I die. You made me hear my buddy cry. I saw his leg and his blood shed, Then I heard them say, "This one's dead".
It was a large price for him to pay,
To let you live another day. He had the guts to fight and die, To keep the freedom you live by. By his dying, your life he buys, But who gives a F*** if a Marine dies!
