Up a lonesome canyon so many miles from home, She misses her dear soldier never more to roam. Not so long ago, he heard a bugle’s call, He was a handsome warrior, brave and proud and tall. Now he lies beneath a stately old oak tree, Never more his widow nor hisContinue reading “Vigil”
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Andersonville
Marble markers in a row, With Old Glory hanging low. In final rest, these heroes lie, Underneath the Georgia sky. Where they suffer never more, Victims of the Gods of War. Living in the Georgia dirt, Blackened face, ragged shirt. Life no better than the hogs, Hunted down by Wirz’s dogs. To drink the waterContinue reading “Andersonville”
Wild Bill
We never knew the cause of his pain, and some of us were quick to complain. His whole life was a pure hot mess, somethin’ to do with trauma and stress. Never had no job, lived all alone, didn’t have much to call his own. Sometimes he camped deep in the woods, Continue reading “Wild Bill”
Section 2, Row 7, Site Number 1
The band it was ‘a playing an uplifting martial beat, He maybe had a sweetheart, young and soft and sweet. His mother she stood bravely, holding back her tears, Surely he would be OK, in spite of all her fears. Hissing and ‘a huffing, the train blew off some steam, Rollin’ to the platform, likeContinue reading “Section 2, Row 7, Site Number 1”
