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The Storm

March 28, 2015
By Olivia-Atlet ELITE, Dardenne Prairie, Missouri
Olivia-Atlet ELITE, Dardenne Prairie, Missouri
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Favorite Quote:
"To these the past hath its phantoms,
More real than solid earth;
And to these death does not mean decay,
But only another birth"
- Isabella Banks

 The war came on like Thunder,
The blood fell down like rain.

My brother went asunder,
To clean a bitter stain.

The crops that we tried to grow,
Drowned in our salty tears.
(If we reap what we sow,
Do we grieve for years?)

Men who were once free,
And the Slaves who were not,
Fought together sea to sea,
and lied down to rot.

And though the stars were patched back on,
Nothing really mattered.
The sun rose up with the dawn,
To show the coun'try'd shattered.

The author's comments:

Another Civil War poem.

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