Who is the Chief?

Who is the Chief, adorned with the Anchors

The one who lives for others, daily, without favors

When trials come and woes arise, the Chief is there to calm the tide

He's the one who's bold and wise, the one to go to when you feel tried

The Chief has been there-done that, seen one, did one, and taught it

In the face of danger he spat, through rough seas and storms he's fought it

His skin is salty and weathered like teak wood on a battleship

Unbothered when the big guns fire and thickened by life's hardship

He's a man among men, sure, calm and with intent

To be a fine example of Honor, Courage, and Commitment

He has made mistakes, learned from them, and moved on

In his life his wake will break for others to build upon

The Chief wears khaki, sharp, professional and true

A skeleton key, who opens doors that are shut to those in blue

His soul is as deep as Davy Jones' locker, his integrity as strong as the bow

Above his chevrons a lone rocker sits, enclosing the what and the how 

Who is the Chief? You ask plainly. . .

He's the keel- the backbone of the United States Navy

HMC(FMF) Joseph Crain