I consider it an honor, to be among the few and proud,

Standing tall head and shoulders, my mere presence says it all

Wherever there is conflict or turmoil, we are the first ones to the rescue, they will call

For this precious gift of freedom, in the course of defending many of my brothers and sisters will fall

Though we are not understood by most and accepted by even less,

Still we will fight for their freedoms, and do more than what is expected to be our best

We are called killers, jarheads, and mean words they do not from calling refrain,

What they fail to realize is that it is by our loss of lives and expertise that their freedom is gained.

When we return from war, crippled and lamed, it is the loss of jobs and housing, not pride,

That exposes our shame

Yet here we stand the honored among women and men, surrounded by homeless Vets

In the country that swore with our lives to protect

We do not ask for glory or fame

And we will not receive much in monetary gain

We only ask for the respect that is rightfully deserve

For those who are willing to give their lives for this great country we serve

It takes more than knowledge of weapons to be a Marine

It takes undying courage, vast determination to get the mission accomplished, if you know what I mean

We are the Marines, the heroes unsung,

Protectors of freedom, sacrifices made, lives lost for people we do not even know

I am that Marine that stand out in the midst the crowd, one of the few and the proud.