As it went in the United States; But for some reason one did not, for he had reached the gates of heaven.
Gone he was as soon as his empire fell, Hidden in Virginian safe house; Engulfed by the cries of a fallen country, Those cries for mercy, for sorrow most with grief.
But he sat oblivious, recalling the struggle, The struggle of hunger, of pain, of death; The sounds f shots ringing throughout the still air, But one shot ended it all.
The cowards own shot ended himself, As his foe, the mighty Lincoln lay under the earth rested forever; And finally Davis joined him and they watched his kingdom, Derelict and left to the hands of the Northern victors.
Even through his loss some see victory, He fought for a cause for a reason; Even though it was a lost cause and the victor was obvious from the start, He had a reason and for that he is respected by few, if not many.