Once Bitter Foes
Companions now, once bitter foes,
Sleep together, friends,
Destiny and Fate conspired to bring to bitter ends.
Men who once were bitter foe,
Who struck to earth by mortal blow,
By men who they might never know,
But comrades once again.
In slumber how they gentle sleep,
In little beds of clay,
In darkness they will never know that it be night or day.
There’s joy tonight with men they slew,
For death has made men equal, true,
Sent to death by moneyed few,
But what a price they pay.
The old men with their shares in wars,
Will reap their just reward,
Reaper Grim has harvested the men who pay for wars.
Who profit from the young who bled,
Inspired by lies and foul words said,
With war machines investment fed,
There’s no re-birth for them.
Michael (Walsh) 07.12.13