shining death

death must be beautiful
even more than life
with the shining decors
and everybody giving their time.
fortunate are those
who fight and die
cause the flag awaits them
when the finally lie.
laughter turns into cry
but their tears don't turn dry
nor they fall asleep
when we ask them why
they held them so high
in spirit and respect
though in their lives
they were so shy.
the revolutionaries hue and cry
why they are held back
and affluents were allowed to fly
into the skies
why and why there was no reply.
we tried to fit in the lives of those
who were scorched and left to fry.
but in vain were those
as there were no supplies
nor the will to march and cry.
thus we turned our way
to make a living and pass time
but the fire in our hearts
will never get dimmed
though you may try and try.
as there is nothing to be afraid of now
when there is nothing to lose
bt we know now
the death is not a crime
but a way to shine.