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The Civil War

by Hartwell Davis

We are people of peace but I recall a scar
That was left long ago; it was called the Civil War
The mighty Robert Lee and the fearless General Grant
Led opposing forces across the rivers and the Land.
All the gallant blood wasted and the many lives that’s gone
Will give us an example -- be remembered in a song...

When the trumpets were sounded and the charge had begun
All the lives that were taken gave freedom to someone.

Oh the bodies that piled up at forgotten Chancelorsville
Were known of in the White House and on every battlefield
There was Richmond Virginia and cremated Fredricksburg
And such an awful battle took place at Gettysburg.

The battle that took place showed the winner of the war
But the blood that was wasted deeply burned and left its scar.

It left homeless kids around and the widows had their pain
And terrible memories were seared on every brain
But just think of the women who would have their men and sons
If there had been freedom everywhere and the war had not begun.

10/01/1960

Author's Note: Written while just a teenager

Posted on 12/18/2005
Copyright © 2025 Hartwell Davis

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 10/05/06 at 04:17 AM

Thanks for the read. Enjoyed this one.

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