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Silent Echoes In valor's verdant fields With ranks turned out in rows No cadre barks to cadence now Where distant flower grows Marked soil with blood and stone All answered duty's call For freedom's cause and evil's curse Withstood and gave their all Din of deadly mortar And lead that cracks the air Gives way to peaceful echoes and White uniformed affair What sanitary leavings these No hint of blood or gore When youth comes round for glory And man gives in to war The hints of honor here Now gossiped by the wind The fife and drum and flag salute Those here who met their end © VRooks 2001 |
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