04-07-2013, 01:12 AM
Written July 1963, about war 1863
[U]GETTYSBURG
I am here at Gettysburg
My name is called unknown
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 heard
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 Lincoln as he speaks of all 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.
© H.J. Dean
[U]GETTYSBURG
I am here at Gettysburg
My name is called unknown
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 heard
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 Lincoln as he speaks of all 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.
© H.J. Dean