by Cpl. Robert Lin Cook
Jan 1942-Sep 1945

How long, how long,
oh Lord, oh Lord,
must they stay
bravely standing
before the guns
of modern Huns who
live but for our dying?

Did they forget
to set the clocks
to call a halt to
death for naught
but someone’s
blind ambition?

We are Marines
and do not cease
to battle till
we’re commanded;
It matters not that
we are caught
somewhat short-handed.

We have fought
 the odds before
and stood in victory;
we’ve charged the beach 
and took the shore
with naught behind but sea.

Whenever our
nation called us
we’ve answered the call
 for ours is not to reason why
but only just to
do or die.
It is the spirit 
of the Corps.
Semper Fi!

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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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