In uniforms with medals pinned upon Their chest ... lie the cold, torn, mangled Bodies of America's best. Tombstones Neatly Positioned, aligned and arranged in rows... DEAD, is how America prefers to honor her heroes! They were pawns in a chess game that they knew Not how to play. Now, in Arlington and other Cemeteries they lay. As the bugler plays Taps Their families fret and are filled with regret. Then, the casket is slowly lowered into the ground. The naivety of their youth made them gallant and bold. Soon to be forgotten and never to grow old.
