there’s a constant shadow
a darkened presence here
a form of some foreboding
a subtle shade of fear
life itself feels colder
on ever thinning skin
a sickness, a malaise
is spreading from within
tired and defeated
the many seek to cope
with endless empty promises
that fail to bring real hope
but fortunate are we
despite how much seems lost
that we may be the heroes
whose stars this time has crossed
we whose very flesh and blood
defeated tyranny
their ultimate in sacrifice
the reason we live free
we who now inherit
their legacy of will
have an obligation
a duty to fulfill
to calm, to aid, to carry
inspire and to lead
to do more than required
for comrades now in need
the future’s undecided
but time, it slips away
so we who would be heroes
best show ourselves today
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