“The Time of the Sun” by Natalia Doan

Now fire, cannons of triumph!
Noisily salute those dead and gone
(in a bang)
so they know freedom rang
and the sacrifice of those pawns
(who checked the king
and let victory ring)
whose lives have now traversed on.

Give proper respect
to those you ne'er knew,
but protected your life
while the danger passed through.
Salute those dead and gone

and the families who remain
(broken, yet strong)
know the pain of each chord
in the victory song.
Though times may be dismal,
and wrong things done,
the darkness will set
for the time of the sun.