Ode To Marines

Marines! Marines! Thou hast wronged me so!
You cut into my life, wreak havoc your wake
Marines! Your pleasing sight hath go
You have come and killed for the safer sake
You devil dogs have cut me downward
Stole my love into your destruction
Leatherneck fiends! Thieving killers!
Manipulating! To destroy the coward
Killers you are in production
Damn Marines! Devastating Millers!

Jarhead, beast of protection and death
Why do you insult my being?
Marine, your poison, your foul breath
disrupt my heart and believing
"OO-RAH", your words or frozen mirr
Stab me with swords of agony
Knowing the pain you have easily set
The Few! Hah! Proud! You're so sure
Your lies, your terrorizing blasphemy
Too easily, your loyalty get

I beg, to plead, humiliating tears
for nothing, I know, my futile cries
My pain, brokenness, my unending fears
because I cannot break your ties
Marines, Marines, my anger still rages
My heart still throbs with fresh wound
I have wronged you, as much as you, I
My resent and bite will last through ages
To think! Your image, I had once swooned
I am not sorry, all I ask though, is why?



I wrote this Ode in High school, for one of my Creative writing classes. The piece was so passionate, so full of emotion, I had to post it here. I ran across it recently when I was cleaning out one of my old folders. It just hit me hard that the pain I wrote about in this poem reflects the same pain that I still feel, nearly three years later in my life.

Readers, don't get me wrong about this poem, I do not hate the Marines. I have grown remarkably fond of them. Just the raw passion I wrote this with, hits a nerve when I read it again, because I still feel it.