Boys Now Men

A month ago I sat in class in a New England School for boys Now, I'm in a bomber group Adjusting to the noise I made plans for Harvard A doctor, I would be Then my life would turn In a way I didn't see The war was on in Europe We saw in the press But, 18 days before Christmas we were pulled into the mess Future plans were put aside Our country we'd support We'd forget all of our future thoughts We'd join, though not for sport We signed up down in Boston Young men flyers, soldiers all Preparing for a battle Many would not live till fall We thought not of our future Our present, all we had Many dead by Christmas next The thought is truly sad You do not what you want to But, what needs to be done You go from boy to man so fast You've barely walked...now run Think back on those who made it Remember who did not Young men they are forever They deserve a longer thought The air is pure and holy It is scattered with young souls Boys, now men who went to war And put aside their goals