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.