by Cpl. Robert Lin Cook
Jan 1942-Sep 1945

I look across lonely sand
where once before
upon this land
my brother Marines
in full array spent
blood and tears
upon the fray
and left before
the job was done.

They left because
the powers-that-be
thought that this 
just might be
the last of trouble
from this man
who held the power
in this land.

Little did they
know that he
would scoff at rules
they set to be
to hold him
in check and see
if he'd abide
laws of civility 
and war no more.

So now we stand
in harm's way
and once again 
to him say:
Cease and desist
your madness!
We'll not stop
our fierce attack
until your gates
are fully wrack.

We will not stop
at your front door,
we will not 
pull our punches.
Once this
mighty force
is let to go,
the wave of power
will bury you.

We will not let you
run and hide,
our net will spread
both far and wide
and when you are
in our firm hands
you will rue the day
you fought the tide.
The tide that 
stands for right
not wrong,
the tide that keeps 
our nation strong,
the tide that will
defeat you.

So warriors
keep the faith,
stand firm
before the foe,
we know we have
the means so
let's give them a
bloody good show.

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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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