boys are raised in the shadow’s of men
leap to step in footsteps bold
repeat tales of the dead for the old
travel long past a fork in the road
not silver, not gold
a boys riches are the promise of home
the heart of warrior craddles a gun
mortality marches a one beat drum
one step closer to war
one step tramples fear
bravery parades boys to men
the vigil angels ready their tear



Terry D’Arcy Ryan