Hero

I've never known a hero,
Who thought that he was brave.
Whose conscious aim was to forsake
His life, to other's save.

Not that he wouldn't do it,
A time or two or more.
Or that a call to duty, he'd
Off-handedly ignore.

But rarely does the need arise
And only fools pursue,
The opportunity to die -
I wouldn't now, would you?

So I might be a hero, just
Awaiting my great test.
I'd rather like to think so.
Optimism’s always best.

So throw me in the jaws of hell -
Great feats require of me.
Allow me opportunity,
My valor we might see.

Or take my word for it, old friend,
That we might never see,
The day when my great test does come
And ’fore the foe I flee.