POSITION OVERRUN: FIREBASE GLORIA
the dead were piling up — too many of them ours;
with Charlie fast and deadly on the move
at Firebase Gloria—one hot firebreak morn...
"HOLD THE LINE! HOLD THE LINE!!," screams Gunny,
"HOLD UP THAT LINE!!"
And so we dealt in lead, and hot engagement
man to man
and hand to hand in hot and bloody sand...
POSITION OVERRUN — with us dug in hard
and giving up no ground
"this" day or next.
The Dong Nai drop men ten long in a fireburst sweep
of.50 cal and M-60s; replaced only too soon by over thirty more
over lip of trench, in this, our hellish do-or-die dealing.
"FIX BAYONETS! FIX BAYONETS!! Fire, Marine, fire!!
And let them KNOW just who we are..."
Of spine and mettle bred—
we'll give you up an inch of ground
but only that when dead!!
So now with every barrel hot and smoking
from heat of battle and throttled choking;
we squeeze the cheeks and pucker hard;
we lock and load with "weapons free", then lay in wait,
but none too long as fog-cloaked probes come
north and east for point of weakest holding.
"Position Overrun! Position Overrun!!" screams Gunny.
And so we dealt in lead, and hot engagement
man to man
and hand to hand in hot and bloody sand...
dug in hard and giving up no ground
"this" day or next;
proud to hold our own and be alive... and
proud to be Marines...