4th week

On the fourth week
Of every other sun-down
A list of them have passed
Some who have yet to stood down..

Stood in March
Ready to carry life’s convincing ever-last
Strife and where
only those who once where young
Fought against an angry sons, sum

Rest now in, class of all
We did our best, to make things better last
We did things then, to better last

Yet make no mistake
What we didn’t then
Left restless thoughts and ideas
Struck within
Hollow hopes of new times all
And ideals
Where all of us, were best of all
Where all of us were better all