Always Faithful

With the bend of a finger Another man is dead With a bend of a finger He’s been shot in his head A few drops of sweat Is the release of the face When a Marine takes his order To show no mercy, with grace The sand shifts and inch When their footsteps pass through With their bullet proof vests And their black, three-pound shoes They think of their families A risk, it's been said A loss of concentration And that Marine could be dead. We civilians don’t understand The things that they see A person so strong So brave So courageous and free A person with the will To protect people like me. We can't understand The bonds that they have With their comrades and brothers, A bond closer than their Dad’s With the bend of a finger He fires the gun And just following his orders, God receives another son. Semper Fi, says the man With the gun in his hand As he walks through the sand Into the foreign land.