Brethren Alive, Brethren Dead: ‘do you feel like I’m fallen down? just say hello to the ground’ – ben kweller

I did not fight among them, and I am no soldier,
though I’d fight for them to the heavy end,
while these men, who knew the fleeting years
so well, would pass – they’ve heard the striking
of some bell that called us here and sends us off
into unknown abodes, as we are sure to fill
those big shoes our Fathers taught us to wear
with honor, respect, and zeal, and carry always –
we will – the love and cherished memories that
last from here, our scarlet years have come and
gone and passed: in silent reverence I know no
way to speak my peace for whenever it may come,
so with dignity, I would offer my reach from
above and below the slippery steps that once again
and always, we might bind ourselves as brothers.


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