"The Pyre"

BY KEVIN EDWARDS

The many lives the pyre sees

The many stories and great deeds

The battles lost and battles won

The loves we’ve lost, our brothers gone

Blood washed away in cleansing fire

The mem’ries forged upon the pyre

Through tears of grief and songs of praise

We say goodbye to souls we raise

We’ll meet again in that great hall

Where all are welcome, and all stand tall

And on the day when the pyre calls to me

I’ll go joyfully knowing you’re awaiting me.