Trembling has crept into my bones; My young ones I need at home, not placed in a flag draped box. Please, no more names on a Wall. Who will answer Freedom's Call? My young ones are bound to go because others have decreed it so. The peace that we all seek cannot be procured by the meek. Pray, do enlist this old hand, who can do no more but wave the Flag of our land. This old head does think twice for others must make the sacrifice. Would that I could take up the chase instead of sending others in my place... I think 'tis so easy to be brave, when it is on others that war will rave.