The Dying Game

The Dying Game Joe Dougherty Fleeting images in the fading light A whispered voice… "it will be all right" Evening draws and the shadows blend Another day's fighting has come to an end Tensions ease around the fire's light Brings a calming peace to the gathering night Cooling embers in the waning flames Blissful slumber… it's time out in the game Thoughts of glory now fade away When brother vs. brother we did play They sent the young to pay this debt Of winless victories and blameless regret Disparaging chiefs of the burial mounds Spilt our blood upon this ground For reasons, not ours to know They write off, like a bad floorshow The old soldiers they gather round Laying wreaths on hallowed ground Declare the price as freedom's due Now simply words that don't ring true NONE FEAR HERE they all proclaim Willing pawns in the dying game Now broken souls as home they go To places they no longer know The cost they paid in this day's fight Leave fewer faces in the fire's light Tear stained eyes that look away No greater debts could they pay This is more than I bargained for Shut-up kid, you're in the war NONE FEAR HERE they all proclaim Willing pawns in the dying game 6/28/2009