Thursday, January 13, 2011

The Brave Captain's Last Words

The men marched for days and days,
But they never met the enemy
And morale began to drop.
But their Captain was a man of ways,
And it was just because of he
That the men, they would not stop.

And as the sun rose into the sky,
The day growing ever warmer,
The men halted, took a break.
Over the hill there came on high
A yelling like a growing storm.
Now the fight for which the men ached.

The Captain rose and gave his orders,
The men got into formation.
The drums of war began to play
As the men lined up on the borders.
Their want for a new nation,
It all began on this day.

And the Captain said:
Keep your arms straight and steady,
Put your bayonets at the ready,
We've got a fight ahead of us.
Expect a struggle and screams,
Remember your wildest dreams,
We've got a fight ahead of us.

The men were worried, but didn't falter
The captain climbed onto his steed.
The forward command was given,
For their fates could not be altered.
As they were shot they paid no heed,
To turn back now was forbidden.

The two fronts crashed with a bang,
The men fought brave and strong.
Those whose time it was met their ends.
The Captain's sword swung and rang,
His men thought he could do no wrong
For he sent many enemies to their ends.

And as he did he said:
Clear the way or you will die,
I have not a reason to lie,
My men will fight to the end.
You, sirs, have yourselves to blame
As the field goes up in flames,
These men will fight to the end.

The men slowly came to realize
That their battle had been won.
Not one opposing man stood,
So the men sent out their victory cries.
Soaked in blood and sweat from the sun,
The men rejoiced in the shade of the wood.

But as they partook of the spoils
The men mistook, for the soils
Shook with feet of hundreds of men
Though victory was sweet, twas time to defend.

Through the wood broke an ambush,
The Captain's force was wholly flanked.
A cry of pure violence far-spread.
The Captain yelled, "forward push!"
But his men's minds all went blank
For they knew for sure they were dead.

And the brave Captain said:
All bayonets at the ready,
Keep your head and hearts steady,
Our time is upon us.
Expect harsh pain and screams,
Remember your sweetest dreams,
Our time is upon us.
March with me, you all may die,
I haven't a reason to lie,
Our time is upon us.
Men, I will fight to the end,
But it's not we whom we defend,
Our time is upon us.

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