United States Marine Corps Basic Training Poem by Dan Little

the point is to break you
yet with every attempt
i grow more content
i came for a reason
i was not sent
they can't break me down
make me feel less a man
because i will arise
and on solid ground i'll stand
heels together
palms rolled back
chin high and firm
infront of my rack
its 0400
'lights lights lights'
a Marine never falters
he fights fights fights
i came for a reason
i'll leave for one too
because on Parris Island
i became something new
i learned to shoot, became physically/mentally fit
so just try and stop me now
because a Marine does not know 'quit'