The heroes of long gone are forgotten,
Despite the good deeds they've done.
Now they lie in their graves rotten,
And no one knows what they've done.

The cotton picker who fought off wolves,
The candlestick maker who kept the pirates at bay.
The baker who fed the homeless with his loaves,
The beggar who brightened everyones day.

The soldier who sacrificed himself,
The nomad that fed the hungry.
The gypsy that always gave help,
The missionary that gave flowers to the sickly.

Their deeds are forgotten,
By everyone except me.
God bless them in their coffins,
And let's help others that are in need.

:)