The walls lay in ash.
Soldiers stood brash.
A southern army torn apart
By a Yankee driven heart.
A national wake.
Honor burned at the stake.
Men of like birth,
Forced back to Fort Worth.
Unity broken.
Idiocy outspoken
Maintained holdings in an old life.
Grasping onto a bigoted knife.
Division formed over pride,
Childish remarks seeming snide.
Violence comes with few delays
Sparks up through debate about gays.
No one ever likes to lose.
That doesn’t mean one must corrupt the news.
Accept the nature of a simple mistake.
And end this 149-year wake.
Aug 30, 2014
Aug 30, 2014 at 3:53 PM UTC
The walls lay in ash.
Soldiers stood brash.
A southern army torn apart
By a Yankee driven heart.
A national wake.
Honor burned at the stake.
Men of like birth,
Forced back to Fort Worth.
Unity broken.
Idiocy outspoken
Maintained holdings in an old life.
Grasping onto a bigoted knife.
Division formed over pride,
Childish remarks seeming snide.
Violence comes with few delays
Sparks up through debate about gays.
No one ever likes to lose.
That doesn’t mean one must corrupt the news.
Accept the nature of a simple mistake.
And end this 149-year wake.
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