The photo showed a football team
Of young men in their teens
Who could know what lay in store
For these few might-have-beens
They played together through that year
That led up to the war
When brave men such as these young lads
Were slaughtered by the score
What hope these smiling faces held
What fortune lay ahead?
Who knew or cared about their fate?
Who lived and who was dead?
Perhaps someone will tell the tale
Of those who did survive
And how their family filled with joy
To find their son alive
