The Cowards And The Heroes

Of those who died brave so much written and said But the cowards they are living and the heroes are dead Equality only where dead people lay And the cowards they have their gift of life today And though to the scythe of life's Reaper all lives must eventually fall Our great gift of life is our greatest gift of all No greater gift than it in truth one can say Though some at a young age choose to give it away Dead war heroes do not hear when their praises are sung The cowards are enjoying life the heroes died young Though perhaps many of those branded as cowards are not lacking on insight Since in the cause of those of affluence they chose not to fight The heroes died young since their choice was to choose death But the cowards do love life and will fight for their last breath they refused to fight for their Country's government in a Land far away And because they love life they are living today At the grave of a coward The Last Post never played And for the young dead war heroes one more war parade And of the young deceased war heroes much is written and said But the cowards they are living and the heroes are dead.