Four Royal Marines Killed

Mack

Midshipman
#12
RIP Royals
Cannot believe we've lost 9 in Ganners in a month.
Sparky was a good lad and Dunstan was a Hoofin bloke.

deepest and utmost thoughts to the families for their losses.

Herrick IX is going to change the Corps, be worse when they overtake the summer tours soon...
 
#13
Mack said:
Herrick IX is going to change the Corps, be worse when they overtake the summer tours soon...
Please not to be saying that, my nephew is going out there early next year.

My heart is breaking for these guys' families, especially as it is so close to Christmas. I hope that they find the strength to get through it.
 
#19
Quoted from Tomahawk on Arrse..


Royal Marines

Footsteps, blood red from glories of the past.
Fleeting moments, memories, cannot last.
Hail the heros swathed in gold,
Laurel bedecked men of steel, with manner bold.
Blood red footsteps ever onward plod,
Ever forwards over sunscorched sod.
Through hail and sleet, snow and rain,
Never falter, advancing strain,
Irrespective of terrain.
Through frozen, sunstroked, retching ill,
They are tere to fight and fight they will,
They'll battle with courage, and consummate skill,
For defeat is a far too bitter pill.
They wear a Green beret, they wear it with pride,
They laugh at adversity and brush it aside.
Yet they are but human, they feel fear, they feel pain,
But when they are in action they never complain.
They reach their objective, capture or kill,
What they do they do with a will.
They are men of distinction, the cream of the crop,
They surmount every obstacle, they never do stop.
For they are the finest the worlds ever seen,
The ultimate professional fighting machine.
They are the first and they are the foremost.
They lay their lives on the line for country and Queen,
But they think nothing of it.
They are the Royal Marines.
 
#20
lukep said:
Quoted from Tomahawk on Arrse..


Royal Marines

Footsteps, blood red from glories of the past.
Fleeting moments, memories, cannot last.
Hail the heros swathed in gold,
Laurel bedecked men of steel, with manner bold.
Blood red footsteps ever onward plod,
Ever forwards over sunscorched sod.
Through hail and sleet, snow and rain,
Never falter, advancing strain,
Irrespective of terrain.
Through frozen, sunstroked, retching ill,
They are tere to fight and fight they will,
They'll battle with courage, and consummate skill,
For defeat is a far too bitter pill.
They wear a Green beret, they wear it with pride,
They laugh at adversity and brush it aside.
Yet they are but human, they feel fear, they feel pain,
But when they are in action they never complain.
They reach their objective, capture or kill,
What they do they do with a will.
They are men of distinction, the cream of the crop,
They surmount every obstacle, they never do stop.
For they are the finest the worlds ever seen,
The ultimate professional fighting machine.
They are the first and they are the foremost.
They lay their lives on the line for country and Queen,
But they think nothing of it.
They are the Royal Marines.
Absolutely outstanding poem, thanks for posting it Royal.

A very sad day but the commando spirit ingrained in all those that have worn the green beret of the Royal Marines will live on forever.

XRD
 

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