Manassas
Split-rail fences, stark and grey
Rim the Bull Run battlefield
Where Confederates that day
Forced the Union line to yield.
Cannon still command the hill
By the chiseled monument
Where some of those who came to kill
Sleep…dank earth their tent.
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