by Cpl. Robert L. Cook
Jan 1942-Sep 1945

Come walk with me
that we may speak of
places we have been,
of islands hot,
of mountains cold,
of plains and valleys
that unfold as
we remember them.

Of the time when
we were young and green
and not much of 
the world had seen.
When we were awed
by tropic scenes and
by mountains high
and valleys green.

By oceans wide
and oceans deep
that we had crossed
to challenge men
who stood in ranks
with gun and tank
and said to us,
who came to fight,
that we would die
before the night
was nigh.

It mattered not
what was said,
we were Marines
who had bled
on foreign soil
for a cause that
was not always
all our own.

So let us part
with this in mind:
We are warriors
for all mankind
who on this planet 
do abide,
and are a foe
to those who 
kill and torture.

Let they who
stand before us know,
we have no mercy
on the foe and
will not stay
our hot pursuit
until the day is won.

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The author: Robert Lin Cook served with Reg. Weapons Co. (2d-2d) from 1942-44, at Guadalcanal and Tarawa, during a 33-month overseas tour.

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