Americans, even brothers fought side by side Some were foe. At the battlefields like Antiedam, the Confederate soldiers gallantly marched As the Union soldiers were extremely parched. All prisoner of a common enslavement They thought of what their predecessors would have wanted, What they would have changed. Men brought together by music, but driven apart by beliefs All very confused and hoping hate will deplete.
Once standing in harmony, now in disarray They look back into the past times, the fray. No longer side by side, some died and were buried in graves Though others died nameless, without rights; they were slaves.
Black or White, they will all suffer On this night of nothing but thoughts They think of their families, They who truly suffer.
Families, once friends A country divided Neither rich nor poor, were at all excited. Union blue or Confederate pride Any man had the right to pick their side. Some owned nothing, not even their freedom; The soldiers went through hardships at the Battle of Antiedam
Invigorated with hate, yet driven by love The soldiers all think why push, why shove? Can we ever resolve our differences, we’re not too different Payed for in innocent blood for it’ll be over soon. Free men at last, yet freedom is not free; We hope for the storm to settle over to have a better country.