Author: Franklin2013VMI PM
The death of an institution.Rated: Fiction K - English - Drama/Poetry - Words: 186 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Published: 10-24-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3068267
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A breeze rustled through the tall grass
Laced with acrid smoke and the putrid
Stench of courage clashing with reality
As he laid there gazing at the Heavens.
The old porch that squeaked and groaned
And the bark of the dog in the tobacco field
As the songs of endurance and hope pierced
His confidence in righteous providence.
With such zeal and bravery he had packed
His haversack and grabbed his bedroll
To defend his way of life and home
Against the aggression of zealots.
Where was that manly courage now
That he had simmered down and
Faced the reality of his warped
Perception of freedom and equality?
Out of pride and refusal to admit fault
He had marched up through the Valley
To meet the flood ordained by God
Sent to quell the earth of its sin.
His unwittingly fervent brothers
Survived the day and carried on to
Victory for their disillusioned cause
Doomed to suffer righteous justice.
None would be spared from judgment
In life or in death for their treason
For generations to come and they would
Stubbornly adhere to ignorant pride.