Peace has come,
The war won,
The battle is over,
The fighting done,
But there is one,
Who did not live to see,
The sun rise on peace,
A true friend was he.
You used to say,
That this isn't a game,
Men were dying,
I will never forget his name.
You know,
You were right;
But I never would have guessed,
Who would did in that fight.
So generous,
He did more than money give,
But gave his own life,
That others could live.
This man,
He is sorely missed,
Even by those,
Who once dissed.
Never will it be forgotten,
His name,
And I will not let it be,
Tossed into the flame.
You want
To know who?
Why my dear friend,
It was you.
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