Heroes born as history makers yield the past With conquest to invoke for the present; Though they died as reluctant heroes Yet with those sacrifices brought legends in the future. Heroes who thought to die in vain His name shall be remembered as legendary yielders Who with every blood he bleed, and tears he cried Shall be a proclamation of our freedom of those chains For the future we hold today.
I wrote this a long time ago and just discovered this along my files.