No Enemies

You have no enemies U say.

Alas my friend the boast is poor.

He who has mingled in the fray of duty

That the brave endure,

Must have made foes.

If U have none

Small is the work that U have done

You've hit no coward on the hip.

You've dashed no cup from perjured lip.

You've never turned a wrong to right.

You've been a coward in the fight.

(learned it when I was 12yrs. can't remember the author)