An Epitaph To Paine

The pain of Paine Is that a man serves a nation So that freedom may be obtained That a man opposes his mother So that the colony may be free That what is right is not wrong And the wrong of the leaders not right That one opposes his friend To release the colony That one dies And is buried as if one was unknown As if one was no hero Who would attend the burial of Paine When his values drove his ill-willed friends Made his enemies unite Paine your pain is great You now lie peaceful With no pen With no sword Set to rotten It may have hurt you to know That you were treated as green boots No pageantry No military display No civic procession Paine your pain is great