They answered freedom's call
to fight those who struck our land,
And left their mothers, wives and young
to take a warrior's stand
Where hatred ruled and freedom
hid amidst the desert sand.

They lifted off the decks of ships
in Stallions of the sky,
A band of brothers
far from home
who heard the nation cry
And evened up a score once more,
as always:
Semper Fi!

The Desert Knights of Kandahar
secured the wind-swept sand
Around Camp Rhino and beyond,
and then gave back the land
To Afghans
who respect mankind-unlike the Taliban.

Who were these boys
who came of age
in training made for men
And boarded ships for foreign lands
to wait and then begin
To rid the land of evil men
who longed to kill again?

They are the sons of working men and women
who believe those
who plot to bring us harm and kill
to make us grieve,
Will feel the wrath of freedom's sword
and never find reprieve.

Whenever evil men conspire
and plot their murderous schemes,
The desert sands of Kandahar
will haunt their evil dreams,
Reminding all who'll hunt them down:
The United States Marines!
~ Courtsey of Cajun Dan ~
he didn't say if he was the author

I was forward this and it's a way out
T'was the Night Before Christmas...just as humor...

Composed: Late November 2001
Source: Unknown

T'WAS THE NIGHT BEFORE PAYBACK IN AFGHANISTAN

'Twas the night before Payback and all through the Land,
They're running like rabbits in Afghanistan,
Osama's been praying, he's down on his Knees,
He's hoping that Allah will hear all his Pleas.

He thought if he killed us that we'd fall and Shatter,
But all that he's done is just make us Madder.
We ain't yet forgotten our Marines in Beirut,
And we'll kick your butt, with one heavy Boot.

And yes we remember the USS Cole,
And the lives of our sailors that you bastards Stole.
You think you can rule us and cause us to Fear,
You'll soon get the answer if you live to Hear.

And we ain't forgotten your buddy Saddam,
And he ain't forgotten the sound of our Bombs.
You think that those mountains are somewhere to Hide.
They'll go down in history as the place where you Died.

Remember Khadhafi and his Line of Death?
He came very close, to his final Breath.
So come out and prove it, that you are a Man,
Cause our boys are coming and they have a Plan.

They are our fathers and they are our Sons,
And they sure do carry some mighty big Guns.
They would have stayed home with children and Wives,
Till you bastards came here and took all these Lives.

Osama I wrote this especially for You,
For airmail delivery by B-52.
You soon will be hearing a thud and a whistle,
Old Glory is coming, attached to a Missile.

I will not be sorry to see your a$$ Go.
It's Red, White, and Blue
that is running this Show.

And as Tiny Tim said;
God bless us everyone!

May these days bring happiness in to your heart and we pray for those serving in our arm forces around the world...

Semper Fidelis
Ricardo Da Dusty Footer