Out in the rain where the tears fall <br />Out on the lonely graves, <br />And the wind carries the call <br />Whispering the deads name. <br />And down in the ground <br />Is where my heart lays <br />And the mothers of us all <br />Come and cry away their pain. <br />And when they speak of our lives <br />What will they say? <br />Did we die for a cause <br />Or did we die without a name. <br />And down below the ground <br />Is where our hearts lay, <br />And the loved ones of us all <br />Come and cry away their pain, <br />For we are fallen soldiers <br />Who gave our lives, <br />In our hearts we could hope <br />But we couldn't fool the time, <br />We knew we wouldn't make it home <br />And still we marched on, <br />With our backs against the wall <br />We sang our songs. <br />And now all the fields have turned green <br />Beneath the great blue sky, <br />Our bodies dead but hearts live on <br />Fallen soldiers never die. <br />And down below the ground <br />Our blood still remains, <br />You can hear our crys to the battlefield <br />Come and cry away your pain.<br /><br />Blaine McCanless<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fallen-soldiers/
