I saw a man this morning
From his eyes tears
were falling
As he made ready for
war
He shouted out a
warning;
You slew my sweetest
friend
And as sure as day is
dawning
His death will be
avenged
Was it so hard to die,
Achilles
So very hard to die?
You know and I know
not, Achilles
So much the happier I
You breached the walls
of Troy, Achilles
Slaughtered a thousand
men
Patroclus is
destroyed, Achilles
And can’t come back
again
I saw a man this
morning
Trudging through a
muddy field
From the sky a shell
was falling
With his name
scratched in the steel
Lend him your shield,
Achilles the gods to be his guide
All he has is A
Shropshire Lad
With this poem
scrawled inside
Was it so hard to die,
Achilles
So very hard to die?
You know and I know
not, Achilles
So much the happier I
Look to the starry
skies, Achilles
Look to the silver
seas
They do not live or
die, Achilles
And neither do we
I saw a man this
morning
He was turning
fifty-three
And his pampered mind
was turning
To thoughts of
mortality
One day I will be
nothing
Think how funny that
will feel
For we, the living
Death is the Achilles
Heel