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The Few and the Proud

The Few and The Proud-Noah Holden

Marines come from far and wide,

Many have joined the corps and many have died,

In 1755 the marines were formed,

A marine is a marine in or out of the uniform,

I will protect this country and display our flag with pride,

As long as I have God, Marines and an M16 by my side,

I want to carry on with over 200 years of tradition,

I ask God to be with me on every mission,

God will serve as my armor and my flack,

I can count on the Marines to always have my back,

Marine Corps motto is do or die,

Instilled in every Marine is a value known as semper fi,

You’re a marine even when you put the uniform away,

You’ll be one of the few and the proud all the way to the grave,
The Corps is my lifelong dream,

I hope one day I will become a Marine.

Copyright © Noah Holden | Year Posted 2010



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A Marine

A Marine-Noah Holden

A Marine is more than wearing the suit and white hat,

A Marine is a Marine for the courage they show in combat,

Discipline and Semper Fi are values that must be learned,

The title United States Marine must be earned,

Marine Corps is a big brotherhood,

Marines always pull through the bad and the good,

In combat a Marine can lose his life or mind,

Marines never ever leave a man behind,

The Marines are known as the few and the proud,

Oorah! Marines, I say it strong and loud.

Copyright © Noah Holden | Year Posted 2010

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Dying

Dying-Noah Holden

Everybody is going to die somehow, some way,

You could die right now, tomorrow or today,

You could be murdered, or just drop dead,

You can die any second even when your sleeping in your bed,

One day you could be shopping at the store,

The next day you could be resting behind a closed coffin door,

The Death Angel will take you no matter where you are or what your doing,

Your family, your friends and your loved ones will be at your bodies viewing,

You will be stored in a morgue in a freezer as cold as ice,

Make your life right and repent because you don’t get to live twice,

Everyone dies and when it’s your time to go your going,

Your heart will quit and your blood will stop flowing,

You will be put in a coffin and thrown into a hole,

When you reach your time to die, the Death Angel will reap your soul.

Copyright © Noah Holden | Year Posted 2010

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My Savior

My Savior-Noah Holden

You can’t figure out God he is the ultimate mystery,

Trying to figure out God is like trying to solve unsolved history,

His blood is more precious than silver or gold,

To God my soul is already sold,

He can lift you up when your down and out,

Not all the words can describe him and tell what he’s about,

They hung Jesus on a cross made of Dogwood tree,

He is the only one who can save me,

They placed a thorn crown upon his head,

He was hung on the cross with nails in his hands and his blood was shed,

By the Romans, Jesus was rejected,

He rested in his grave for 3 days and he was resurrected.

Copyright © Noah Holden | Year Posted 2010

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The Death Angel

The Death Angel-Noah Holden

Death is so lonely, unexpecting, depressing and grim,

The Death Angel is among us everyday even though we can’t see him,

Taking any living things life is the Death Angel’s role,

When your time on this earth is up the Death Angel will reap your soul,

The Death Angel’s robes are as dark as the pits of hell,

He is a soul deliverer, standing tall his skin so very pale,

He walks among us with his robes, sickle and hood,

He will take you out and touch you with death and your heart will stop for good,

The Death Angel will take you to your eternal resting place,

He will take you no matter your age, religion, height or race,

The Death Angel works everyday without a single break,

When he comes to see you, your soul is all he’ll take,

One day you’ll appear on the Death Angel’s list,

Your life as you know it will be dismissed.

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R.I.P

R.I.P-Noah Holden

What’s the point to life if the result is death,

Nobody knows when they’ll draw their last breath,

Your heart is like a clock, with each beat it ticks your life away,

As each second goes by your closer to your grave,

Don’t take life for granted because once your dead theirs no coming back,

Soon enough you’ll be in your coffin dressed in all black,

You could die in your sleep so make sure you say your prayers,

The next morning you could be getting hauled to your grave by your pallbearers,

You will be taken away from life by the grim reaper,

You will be taken to your owner who is now your soul keeper,

Live your life right before your coffin closes,

You’ll be buried with your secrets and a bouquet of roses,

Your spirit lives on after your body is deceased,

All I have left to say is goodbye and rest in peace.

Copyright © Noah Holden | Year Posted 2010

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Death

Death-Noah Holden

Death to most people brings nothing, but fear,

Nobody knows when death is near,

Death is lonely as well as cold,

Nobody, but God knows what this life will hold,

Life blooms and slowly dies like the pedals of a flower,

Nobody knows when they’ll die, not the day, second, or hour,

Laying on an embalming table with no life or thoughts within your brains,

Your blood is drained and cold embalming fluid runs through your veins,

Nobody wants to be in the place I like to call the garden of the dead,

We will decay into the dust from which we are created that’s what God said,

Buried in the ground, your grave surrounded by flowers and crows,

Buried in your velvet interior coffin dressed in your dress clothes,

Remember death will take you no matter what, death doesn’t discriminate,

Everybody is going to die and everybody has a death date.

Copyright © Noah Holden | Year Posted 2010

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Your Grave

Your Grave-Noah Holden

As you lay in the ground peacefully in your rest,

You lay lifelessly in your coffin no heart beating within your chest,

Just laying their cold, stiff, dead and alone,

Insects are eating at your flesh all the way to the bone,

Your coffin surrounded by nothing, but dirt and mud,

Fixed up, dressed in all black embalming fluid replaces your blood,

Your soul departs from your body and exceeds beyond the skies,

Your friends and family gather around your coffin to say their good byes,

You’ll be loaded into a hurse once your coffin is closed and sealed,

You’ll be lowered into a hole which will be dirt filled,
You’ll be in your black suit, black tie with your black socks,

You’ll be rotting forever inside of your box.

Copyright © Noah Holden | Year Posted 2010

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Darkness

Darkness-Noah Holden

My heart is cold and nothing, but darkness flows in,

Through the tunnel of darkness within my soul it seems there is no end,

My heart chained down by the chains of depression and pain,

When darkness falls it falls and it seems to forever rein,

Within my soul there is nothing, but clouds of despair,

The stench and odor of darkness and death is in the air,

My heart is darker than the darkness of the night,

The darkness will consume and destroy any light,

My soul is as dark, cold and lonely as  can be,

Nobody, but god himself can release this darkness from me,


The darkness pumps from my heart through my body with each beat,

The darkness spreads from the top of my head to the soles of my feet,

The darkness enters my eyes which is known as the soul windows,

Within my body from my heart and in my bloodstream is where to darkness flows,

The darkness drips from me every time I bleed,

I’m tired of the darkness and pain I just want to be freed,

Copyright © Noah Holden | Year Posted 2010

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M16a2

M16-Noah Holden

I hold 30 bullets to the magazine,
I am the best friend to every marine,
Each bullet travels through my chamber,
When in the hands of a marine your sure to be in danger,
I shoot single shot or in spurts of three,
Pull my slide back to cock me,
My bullet size is 7.62x25,
Get shot by me and I doubt you’ll be alive,
I am an M16A2 assault riffle machine gun,
Come against me and your sure to be done.

Copyright © Noah Holden | Year Posted 2010


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