Colin F. Jones

WE DID IT FOR GLORY

Without war how can there be peace,
Without peace how can there be war,
Without either death would not cease,
There would still be the rich and the poor.
There is no shame in dying in warfare,
There’s not much dignity in death anyway,
And less in an old rocking chair,
Where a man sits awaiting decay.
The way that we die is important,
It’s not the dying that bothers us most,
With death we all have an appointment,
So how we die allows us to boast,
That as soldiers we did it for glory,
On some far away enemy coast.