Sounds of Civil War

I crossed the Fields of Misery And wept in blood-let streams. I saw the face of Terror Frozen in a soldier's scream. I heard the sound of laughter; Children playing in the sun. I heard the sound of thunder; Clapping from a torrent gun. I knelt with bitter silence; Mute heroes washed ashore. I heard the distant cannons Chanting hymns of civil war.