In Hearts of Oak

In hearts of oak our nation’s fate
rests safely where the oak, sedate
and rooted deep in British soil,
gives youth his nurture from the spoil
extracted from that prime estate.

We breed them, train them and gestate
their latent manhood. And at stake
their youthful innocence despoiled
In hearts of oak.

What countless lives have stoked the hate
of tribes and nations! Cain’s debate
stretched out through ages. Death and toil
of tender youth caught in the coil
of seeking peace through war’s constraint.
In hearts of oak.