Friday, February 24, 2006

The Life of a US Marine Grunt

We marched and marched some more
And sung about the core
When we got to the town
We all looked around
There was no one to be found
Gunny told us to hush
Explosions and bullets ripped through the air
We were caught in an ambush
I felt the wiz of a bullet go past my ear
Grunts all hit the ground
While rpgs rained down
My friend was hit in the gut
So I moved him into a hut
The fire did not let up
I could hear the cries of the U.S. Marine Grunt
“Core men up front”
I was pinned down in a bend
I knew this was the end
But I had been trained to be a Marine Grunt
So I started to fire, I was the best
As I fired I grew calmer
Then a bullet hit me in the chest
But did not go through my body armor
The bad guys were held up in a fort
So we called in close air support
The battle was over
The next week at the funeral
They played taps as they were put in the ground
We lost ten good men in that god damned town
We all knew they were heaven bound
We went on patrol the very next night
But there was no one around
As we sat in a tight 360 the rain did not let up
We were all on the hunt
This is the life a U.S. Marine Grunt

12 comments:

Johnny Wraith said...

Travis,
I just posted a story about a US Marine on my home page. Maybe you'll take a look at it. I'm not a Marine, but the guy this wrote this story was. He's an old buddy.
www.johnnywraith.com

Johnny Wraith said...

Your poem is powerful.
It says a lot - to go through combat, go to a funeral, then just be back at the job again.
It's a deeply emotional experience, but you have to keep going.
Well done!

Anonymous said...

semper fi.

Anonymous said...

sir im the son of a marine and i too would like to be a grunt my brothers are all going to be marines and i want to be the best so the grunt is the best and that is why sir i thank you for all you have done for me and the USA for that matter you are a Spartan and no one can tack that from you

Anonymous said...

hey trav thanks for everything that you guys do to protect us keep up the good work and stay safe no matter were you are at if you want to email me my address is chris_berg40@yahoo.com thanks again and peace

Anonymous said...

Travis,

Semper Fi. It's been over 30 years since I wore the uniform of a United States Marine. The technology may change but the traditions and friendships never change. Besides meeting my wife and raising my children, it was one of the best experiences of my life. I would recommend it to anyone.

Anonymous said...

My son is a grunt in the USMC as well! Semper Fi! Great poem!

Anonymous said...

I have a budding in the Marines and whenever i get in touch with he has stories that are better that any Hollywood movie I would see, because they are true...


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Anonymous said...

love your poem.. my bf is also a grunt with a badge..

Anonymous said...

It is spelled "Corps" not "core" and is ususally capitialized. Otherwise great poem.

wadehaffey said...

He did not write this poem

wadehaffey said...

http://www.grunt.com/scuttlebutt/corps-stories/poems/usmcgrunt.asp, it was posted here first, by my mom after i sent it in a letter home from Iraq in 2007