|Oil from the Arizon|
her Tears from the Deep
For men nigh forgot tho' a Nation should feel.
They died in a war, tho' no battle fought they,
On what became known as an Infamous Day.
Tears from the Deep, tho' the heartbeat is cold,
For valourous men who will never grow old.
Entombed in the dark, by water enshrined,
Stood ready 'gainst all, by Freedom defined.
Tho' many have come, so few shed a tear.
They call to us, now, do the whisper you hear?
They are the reason this Nation stood fast!
The weeping, so soft! do you hear it at last?
Tears are still wept to help us recall,
Tho' few still remember they gave us their all;
Seeping up for reminders are Tears from the Deep.
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