Soldiers all around
Standing so tall and strong
I can almost hear the gun fire
See the explosions of the bombs
The yells ringing in my ears
Watch the death
The looks in their eyes as they take their last breath.
Four to represent them all
Four cold metal men
Never to fall
Unlike their blood and flesh brethren
They stand and lean
Push and crouch
With a purpose never to be fulfilled
Metal connected with a fabric flag
Waving in the unnoticed wind
Never to be completely raised.
A moment in Marine Corps history
To forever be seen incompletely
The metal men
To never feel the pain of their fallen brothers
Or the joy of their completed task
To never truly know the feelings they bring about
As their own
Four to represent all the men who knew
‘Uncommon Valor was a Common Virtue’.