"Where have all the warriors gone?

So loyal

So true

So bold

Where have all the fighters gone?

So tired

So deep

So cold

Where have all the soldiers gone?

Their stories

Not yet

Be told

Where have all the dreamers gone?

Their hopes

To which

They hold

Where have all the christians gone?

Their souls

Are getting

Old

Where have all the stragglers gone?

To forgive

Instead of

To scold

Where have all the schemers gone?

Even 

Thier souls 

They sold

Where have all the pastors gone?

Their hands 

God uses

To mold

Where have all the prophets gone?

His word

They now

Behold

Yet the father waits for us

Not at peace 

Till he 

leads us home."