|THIS IS MY RIFLE. There
are many like it, but this one is mine. My rifle is my
best friend. It is my life. I must master it as
I must master my life.|
|My rifle, without me is useless. Without my rifle, I
am useless. I must fire my rifle true. I must
shoot straighter than my enemy who is trying to kill me.
I must shoot him before he shoots me.
|My rifle and myself know that what counts in war is not the
rounds we fire, the noise of our burst, nor the smoke we
make. We know that it is the hits that count.
We will hit....|
|My rifle is human, even as I, because it is my life.
Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its
weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its
sights and its barrel. I will ever guard it against
the ravages of weather and damage. I will keep my
rifle clean and ready, even as I am clean and ready. We will
become part of each other. We will....
|Before God I swear this creed. My rifle and myself
are the defenders of my country. We are the masters
of our enemy. We are the saviors of my life.|
|So be it, until there is no enemy, but Peace!|