Theirnumbers dwindle.
Alltoo soon they will be
Buta memory,
Thisselfless generation of a nation
Swornto liberty.
Aworld gone mad a second time,
Thecoils unflailing yet again;
Anevil Axis from the Rising Sun to
Blitzkrieg’sbitter train.
Apeaceful flock may be mistook,
Mightlook as though they just don’t care.
Butwoe to one who throws the stone
Anddares to wake the sleeping bear.
Andthe hibernating masses rose
Unquestioningthe narrative,
Theygave and gave and then gave more
Tilthere was nothing left to give.
Somany perished in the quest
Tobring perdition to an end.
Ageneration sworn to serve;
We’llnever see their likes again.