Walking Through the Woods with The Young Dead Soldiers
They say: We were young. We have died. Remember us.
They say: Our deaths are not ours; They are yours; They will mean what you make them.
They say: Whether our lives and our deaths were for peace and a new hope or for nothing we cannot say; It is you who must say this.
They say: We leave you our deaths. Give them their meaning. We were young. They say. We have died. Remember us.
Excerpt from "The Young Dead Soldiers" by Archibald MacLeish
Walking Through the Woods with The Young Dead Soldiers
They say: We were young. We have died. Remember us.
They say: Our deaths are not ours; They are yours; They will mean what you make them.
They say: Whether our lives and our deaths were for peace and a new hope or for nothing we cannot say; It is you who must say this.
They say: We leave you our deaths. Give them their meaning. We were young. They say. We have died. Remember us.
Excerpt from "The Young Dead Soldiers" by Archibald MacLeish