GETTYSBURG
by Harry J. Dean
(Hemet, California, USA)
GETTYSBURG
I am here at Gettysburg
My name is called unkown
On every side the battles surge,
The guns spit fire and death is sown
I see some mother’s sons
Falling from the line
They cry in pain, their end has come…
…another day, another time
We might have known peace
Hark! The victor’s cry is heared
Now this bloody siege will cease
When the guns are stilled at Gettysburg
All is quiet now at Gettysburg
And we sleep in shallow grave
No more to hear loved ones, or the words
Of Abe Lincoln as he speaks of the brave
Living and dead who struggled here,
Of our faith in God, in America and in liberty
That these shall not perish but long endure
Beyond this battlefield, beyond the centuries.
…………….
{Written 1963 exactly 100 years after the
battles at Gettysburg}
by Harry J. Dean}
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