Civil War Lament

Where is my brother? Did he decide to fight for Missouri Or did he go to the side of the traitors? It is a glorious day but a sad one Sure there is victory but at what cost? I can barely stand. My shoes are in shreds. It is cold and muddy, and I want to sleep. Others are pretending they care about this victory. I don’t. I just want to know when I come over the next hill Am I in danger of shooting my own brother? My cousin? My best friend? No idea which side they are on, Or even if they still live. Another soldier catches my eye. He rolls his. We both laugh Even though there is nothing To laugh about. This war is killing us all