The Inglorious Dead

A boy lay down in a field

A boy lay down to die.

A boy lay down in the chaff

From the corn

In the silent brother rye.

A boy lay down

Lay down to die.

A boy lay down to rest his head

Wrapped up in silent earthworm cries

A boy lay down

No pillow no stead

A boy lay down no quilt earth cover

A boy lay down in a field

A boy lay down to die.

Remember us the inglorious dead

Who lie in the fields

Remember those who lie.

The unsung martyrs

In weather worn beds

Said the boy in the field

Said the boy who lay down and died