Revelations
Upon the ground there now cries,
A silent shout for our country's pride,
A price they gave for what must be,
A priceless thing for our dear youth.
With a drop of what once made shine,
The silver and gold medals that hung by her side,
Has killed her so, A victim of,
A silent killer of that same price
A dame of brains that pleaded for,
A better world forevermore,
A dame who cried for a lesser price,
For what must be a priceless prize
With her silent cries, a thousand shout,
A thousand shouts for our country's pride,
A price they gave for what must be,
A priceless thing for our dear youth.
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