We thought that they were all heroes,
The way they stood tall and proud,
The way they fought our corners,
Fought our battles,
Gave us strength just by being,
But when it was late,
When it was all too, too late,
We saw that they were only hunters in the fields,
Hiding and waiting to mow us down,
And their fall from grace was complete.
bobby stevenson 2014
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