Believe

An iron ball struck his left shoulder and dropped him to one knee.
Two friends he grew up with lie in pieces before him.
"By God I will strive! This war is not lost!" he sreamed.
The flag hoisted, but the confederacy hopes grew dim.




Words by NamFoNos
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Written on 2005-08-02 at 10:32

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epohonci
i like this one... it stuck in my memory the first time i read it, as it does now :)
2005-08-06


chasingtheday The PoetBay support member heart!
must of hurt your feelings, for you took the time to actually comment on one poem here in PoetBay after posting 5 poems of your own! just goes to show that your actions were petty, in simple retaliation for me speaking my mind on something i thought was not good.
2005-08-03


chasingtheday The PoetBay support member heart!
utter shite
2005-08-03