Where have all the brave souls gone? The ones who could inspire;
Who could lift our spirits then proceed
to take us even higher.
Could it be we've lost the simple
trust that they endow?
Can their like be found again?
Where are the brave souls now?
When Cochise broke his arrow and
declared an end to war,
Many stood against him. They
shouted, cried and swore.
But standing firm against the odds
he found a lasting peace.
A braver soul cannot be found than
this great chief, Cochise.
Another stood in time of war; a
nation torn apart.
With brother fighting brother he became
the nation's heart.
When Mister Lincoln lost his life,
the country lost its soul,
And wandered aimlessly for years to
redefine it's goal.
Others such as Lindbergh and
Earheart gave us hope.
Vicariously we can live through
them. They help us cope.
To think that one can bravely leap
into the great unknown,
Inspires us all to greatness and thrills
us to the bone.
But when I look around today I
wonder where they've gone.
Who will give us hope? Inspire the
will to carry on?
There must be someone somewhere who
will rise and show us how.
We sit and wait and wonder.
Where are the brave souls now?
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