Our Guardians, that we called "Doc"
In the heat of battles they appeared
Unaware of their own danger
to treat and deliver us from shock
We lay bleeding, on the edge of death
Life oozing from our veins
Somehow, some way, They managed
To stitch us together and ease the pain
I have not seen bravery such as this
since the hill battles of Vietnam
Taking bullets to shield their Brothers
Corpsmen died, protecting us from harm.
When the choppers came for his wounded
He would watch with deep concern
He had done his best,
Now it was up to the rest,
Inside his heart would burn
Here's to Our courageous Corpsmen,
Who fought and died beside "The Few"
Thank you relentless Warriors
We could not have survived without you.
Honor is to be given and much honor is due
As Marines we raise a sharp salute
God without question gave us guardian angels
In the form of the Corpsman HM2.....
Hells fire and brimstone could not deter these Corpsmen from reaching their
At times risking their own life
in the midst of heavy gunfire and explosions that covered every inch of ground.
Marines lay bleeding, Calling for his "Doc".
he came"...Often shielding the wounded with his own body under these
circumstances, He continued unselfishly at the risk of his own life to save
dying and wounded.
in their own right,
they would deny that fact.
have died saving others...
You seems hardly enough.