GhostWolf: Descent

 America
Wonder, O America, where your boys could be

      wonder at the crying girls you see

      wonder at the young brides dressed in black

      O wonder, my America, at the caskets coming back

Look, O America, at your empty cities, towns

      look at the somber mourning gowns

      look for the young men gone to war

      O look, my America, for their souls away soar

Feel, O America, all the heartaches and the pains

      feel the dark and scarlet stains

      feel the love your women lost

      O feel, my America, the painful, dreadful cost

Pray, my America, for the young men gone and dead

      pray for the brides they would have wed

      pray for the loves so deep and true

      Pray, my America, for they've been torn in two

Wonder, America, wonder; why they have to die --

      and then, my America, cry.

                                            October 12,1966