The Confederate Boy
The Confederate Boy
He never did anything to you
You don’t even know his name
Nor do you care to
He never owned a slave
All he did was fight for his country
He was just thirteen when they took him
Barely old enough to shave
But he fought, and he most likely died
For the freedom of his people
And the liberty of his home
Still after so much time
The young boy is hated and cursed
By people who never knew him
Or his story
But he is still a hero
Someone who believed in his land
Someone who is willing to die defending it
And today that is so rare
He should be a lesson to us all
Instead of being a labeled a criminal
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