When they were younger men
The mountain was higher
and they climbed it
The river was wider
and they crossed it
The land was larger
and they worked it
The path was longer
and they walked it
The battle justified
and they fought it

When they were younger men,
our fathers, our uncles, our brothers
Death was always waiting
and they were not afraid
When they were younger men.

dedicated to my father, my uncles, my brothers