Thou wert an arrow, honest, straight and true,

Just in thy judgment, certain in thy aim;

Thou strived for peace – 'twas so long overdue –

Thou fought with courage, 'till thine own time came.

Thou wert a savior, a beacon of aid,

Freeing opressed in a land far from home.

Though thou wert hated, thou steadfastly stayed,

Piecing together a shaky salaam.

Thou wert a flame, too eas'ly extinguished,

Quickly blown out when thy glow was most bright;

Thou wert an eagle, brave and distinguished,

A spirit of valor slain in mid-flight.

In truth thee were naught but a soldier young

Who died serving peace; a hero unsung.