|Title:||Life and Death|
Both life and death cannot destroy|
us or force us to shed a tear
despite our lives' vanishing joy;
can conflict's spite dissolve what's dear
to our worn souls and make us coy
about a dream that's nearly here?
We — victors! — who live for fresh hope
and make peace in the face of strife;
together, we survive and cope
and fight and war as if no life
is too vain ev'n in the full scope
of death at the point of a knife.
It would be easier to die
than to quit — to quit and not give
ourselves the means of knowing why
we sacrifice and must survive
than let success just pass us by
and lose the chance to live and thrive....