Transformation

Transformation

A Poem by R. L. Ives

A story of a boy
becoming a man.
This was his dream,
this was his plan.

A picture he carried
Beth Ann was her name.
She died on that day
floor one hundred four.
She was his purpose
for going to war.

With a conviction in his heart
to do what was right
he trained long,
he trained hard,
learning to fight.
And when he had finished
He knew through and through
He was one of the proud,
one of the few.

When the fighting began
what did he feel?
Was he ready to die?
Was he ready to kill?
Or might it just be
a warrior's brew.
One for the proud,
and for the few?

Known by more names
Than just one or two
Jar head,
Leather neck,
Devil dog too.
They are the proud,
They are the few.

Gone is the boy
Who once had a dream.
In his dress blues
A man is now seen.
One of the proud,
one of the few.
Now he is called
United States Marine.

© 2013 R. L. Ives


Author's Note

R. L. Ives
This was inspired by a Marine that was deployed in 2003 to Iraq. He made a documentary called Severe Clear.

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As the proud daughter of a 20 year Army father, I applaud your words!! We can never, ever give them the homage due for their bravery, sacrifice, and service to our country!
God bless our troops.......each and every one, and thank you for thinking of and honoring them with your words!!!

Posted 11 Years Ago


R.L. This is a fabulous poem of loss and resolve. I thought that this stanza was very profound:


When the fighting began
what did he feel?
Was he ready to die?
Was he ready to kill?
Or might it just be
a warrior's brew.
One for the proud,
and for the few?

It brings the inner conflict to the forefront and in doing so adds a plaintive voice to the piece.

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 11 Years Ago


R. L. Ives

11 Years Ago

When they were being flown in on the helicopter, that is what I thought. Surely they had to be thin.. read more
i cannot think about 9/11 without getting misty eyed for all the tragic loss and the way it changed our way of life forever. this is a poignant and resonant piece of prose and speaks for the many young men and women who chose to serve their country for the pride of defending our nation against those who would destroy our freedoms. i love them , every single one, with all my heart and am adamantly proud of them. well done!

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Posted 11 Years Ago


quinfinn

11 Years Ago

yeh, well, there is a special place in hell for those who would deny our wounded veterans what they .. read more
R. L. Ives

11 Years Ago

Without question. No one can call that an entitlement. They earned every bit of what they do get a.. read more
quinfinn

11 Years Ago

absolutely! it is an embarrassment to see them treated like hobos.....
Well what can one say, on the one hand this is a poignant and telling piece that grabs the reader around the mind and wont let go, even after reading the piece several times I find it's grip tighter and tighter! A fantastic piece, well done.

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Posted 11 Years Ago


R. L. Ives

11 Years Ago

Thank you for the kind review Thomas. I completely understand this tightening grip. I could hardly.. read more
Thomas Fitzgerald

11 Years Ago

You did it well my darling.
This put me in mind of a poem from ww1

I didnt raise my son to be a soldier
I raised him up to be my pride and joy
And not to carry a gun upon his shoulder
To kill some other mothers darling boy

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 11 Years Ago



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