I hope I don’t offend The American Thinker or Mr. Russ Vaughn in quoting this here, but a smaller segment would not do it justice.
Semper I (a poem)
A bugle blows in Arlington,
Lilting notes fill still sad air,
An eagleâ€™s tears a globe fall on,
Trail an anchor with despair,
For a man weâ€™d wish had not to die,
Brave youth among the best,
A Marine, he lived for Semper Fi,
And with Semper Fi heâ€™ll rest.
So sadly is the contrast,
Between those who talk and fight;
Fat Pols for whom their warâ€™s past,
But now canâ€™t see the light,
Accusing brave young fighting men,
Of crimes they canâ€™t defend,
Disgraceful fat old congressmen,
Whoâ€™ve lost the will to win.
Yes there we see the difference,
Between those who fight to win,
And a congressman with no sense,
Whoâ€™s committed grievous sin;
Heâ€™s turned against his Corps,
And no one knows quite why,
Except he loves himself much more:
Classic case of Semper I.
Semper Fi to all Marines everywhere from an old paratrooper who holds Murtha in as much contempt as you do.
327th Parachute Infantry Regiment
101st Airborne Division