Marine brothers in arms.
WHO AM I?
I was that which others did not want to be. I went where others feared to go, and did what others failed to do. I asked for nothing from those that gave nothing, and reluctantly accepted the fact of eternal loneliness should I fail. I have seen the face of terror, felt the stinging cold of fear, and enjoyed the sweet taste of a moments love. I have cried, pained, and hoped... but most of all I have lived times others were to say are "Best Forgotten". At least I can say I am proud of what I am.... A United States Fleet Marine Force Combat Corpsman. I am a suave and debonair global soldier of the seas. I am a bald headed, beady eyed, amphibious monster. I am a professional warrior with a clean body and a dirty mind. I don't rust, bust, or collect dust. My tales are told around a million camp fires on a thousand battle fields and as many fighting ships. Heaven doesn't want me and Hell won't have me. There is no mistake that I am a hard charging, fast talking, straight shooting, fist throwin', low crawling, motivated, dedicated FMF Combat CORPSMAN!
(author unknown, poem modified)
