Our Family Marine, Chuckie/aka: Pipo, sent me the poem below...from experience!

FOR ALL THE FREE PEOPLE THAT STILL PROTEST, "YOU'RE WELCOME!"
WE PROTECT YOU AND YOU ARE PROTECTED BY THE BEST.
YOUR VOICE IS STRONG AND LOUD, BUT WHO WILL FIGHT FOR YOU?
NO ONE IS STANDING IN THE CROWD.

WE ARE YOUR FATHERS, BROTHERS AND SONS,
WEARING THE BOOTS AND CARRYING THE GUNS.
WE ARE THE ONES THAT LEAVE ALL WE OWN
TO MAKE SURE YOUR FUTURE IS CARVED IN STONE.

WE ARE THE ONES WHO FIGHT AND DIE
WE MIGHT NOT BE ABLE TO SAVE THE WORLD, WELL AT LEAST WE TRY.
WE WALKED THE PATHS TO WHERE WE ARE AT
AND WE WANT NO CHOICE OTHER THAN THAT

SO WHEN YOU RALLY YOUR GROUP TO COMPLAIN,
TAKE A LOOK IN THE BACK OF YOUR BRAIN
IN ORDER FOR THAT FLAG YOU LOVE TO FLY,
WARS MUST BE FOUGHT AND YOUNG MEN MUST DIE,

WE CAME HERE TO FIGHT FOR THE ONES WE HOLD DEAR
IF THAT'S NOT RESPECTED WE WOULD RATHER STAY HERE
SO PLEASE STOP YELLING AND PUT DOWN YOUR SIGNS,
AND PRAY FOR THOSE BEHIND ENEMY LINES

WHEN THE CONFLICT IS OVER AND ALL IS WELL
BE THANKFUL THAT WE CHOOSE TO GO THROUGH HELL......