Classic Poem

They are not dead, the soldiers fallen here;
— Their spirits walk throughout the world today;
They still proclaim their message far and near:
— Might is not right, God's truth must have its way!

The cold, damp soil cannot these heroes hide;
— Those knightly lads who did not fear to die
That liberty and freedom still might bide;
— Weep not for them, though here they lowly lie.

Go forth and tell their message to the world;
— In vain their fight, in vain the foe withstood,
Unless above all kingdoms be unfurled
— The pure white flag of love and brotherhood.

They are not dead, the soldiers fallen here;
Their spirits walk throughout the world today;
They still proclaim their message far and near:
Might is not right, God's truth must have its way!

The cold, damp soil cannot these heroes hide;
Those knightly lads who did not fear to die
That liberty and freedom still might bide;
Weep not for them, though here they lowly lie.

Go forth and tell their message to the world;
In vain their fight, in vain the foe withstood,
Unless above all kingdoms be unfurled
The pure white flag of love and brotherhood.