As the cannon still blasted and screamed o're the field
in the din from the wood the Virginians would march,
to the drumbeat without and the heartbeat within
'twas no matter their courage, their fate now was sealed.
At the angle rode Hancock to rally his troops,
while the gray line moved closer and quickened their pace and the bodies of brothers now covered the field,
the crescendo of battle would peak at the wall.
As the bodies of leaders lie cold with their men,
a torn country would struggle to mend its lost soul;
to the Hymn of the war they would carry the cross
and would pray for the thousands of Brothers they lost.
Inspired by Georgio and written in Anapestic Tetrameter
Ironically July 3rd, 1863, The final day at Gettysburg when Lee ordered Longstreet
to attack head on. It was Longstreet's charge not Pickett's. Longstreet commanded
multiple generals on that attack (reluctantly)