Their graves are marked with chiseled stones,
While their bodies lie under so dead and cold.
They are forgotten, and the weeds have grown
Over their tombs which are rotten and old.
They fought for life ours to preserve;
They battled for liberty so we could be free;
And we have forgotten how well they served.
We could not know; we cannot see
What our soldiers have given to bring the light
To darkened nations who do not know
To come together, with their people unite.
But ours went forth this freedom to show.
Remember the warriors who have struggled and fought;
Remember the ones who with their lives have freedom bought.
