Early on a cold March morning
a handful of men took a stand
in the year of eighteen thirty six
when a sabre drew a line in the sand
it was victory or death for the valiant few
outnumbered and out-gunned
surrender and be spared an ultimatum they knew
with a cannon shot by Travis it was shunned
even as the day was dawning
the handful of men held their ground
thirteen days in San Antonio
such a fearful sight a dreadful sound
Santa Ana gave the order,
'Fly the red banner, show no quarter,'
a bloody battle to the bitter end
while the Mexican band played 'El Degüello'
now the guns are silent the smoke has cleared
to this day Texians all say, "Remember the Alamo."
Categories:
alamo, celebrity, conflict, death, usa,
Form: Rhyme
In Texas we have our heroes,
And of them we’re mighty proud—
There’s the Alamo in San Antone,
Where our cannons spoke out loud.
We’re proud to be called Texans,
We’re proud to be called free;
We’re the best state in the Union—
On that we all agree.
Texas is the Lone Star State,
Together we shall stand,
For it’s the folks of Texas
That make this state so grand.
Now we don’t go lookin’ for trouble,
Or talk a lot of jive—
Just living large in Texas,
Free and so alive.
Not claimin’ to be perfect—
Well… maybe just a bit.
Sure, we’ve made mistakes,
But we’re fixin’ all that .
And Texas still has manners,
We hold our morals high.
We love a good tall tale—
But won’t abide a lie.
So come on down to Texas,
Sit and stay a spell.
But cross us or betray us?
We’ll send you straight to hell.
Categories:
alamo, celebration, patriotic, pride,
Form: Rhyme
What Col. William Barrett Travis might have said to the defenders
of the Alamo on March 5, 1836, the twelfth day of the siege.
Remember the Alamo
My fellow Texians hear what I say
your courage inspires and leaves me in awe;
as I humbly stand before you today
your gallantry from which my strength I draw.
Sant’ Anna’s troops surround this mission’s walls,
and from this bout we face, there’s no escape;
we’ll fight to death until the last man falls,
and with the blood we shed, the fates we’ll shape.
For friends and fam’lies our lives will avow
the future hopes and freedoms they’ll attain,
and when the final man has made his bow,
please know that we will not have died in vain.
Our deeds here will forever write their scripts
when “Remember the Alamo” leaves their lips.
September 18, 2020
Categories:
alamo, courage, freedom, hero, war,
Form: Sonnet
The Texans weren't supposed to be
Holding the old mission.
Sam Houston sent Jim Bowie there.
Said he had a vision.
Bowie wanted to save the fort.
So did Colonel Travis.
They say when Santa Anna came
Carnage there was massive.
Two hundred men would die that day.
One was Davey Crockett.
He couldn't save the Alamo.
Too few men to stop it.
Santa Anna won the battle,
Taking back the city.
He killed each and every soldier.
Showing them no pity.
Santa Anna was defeated
Outside San Jacento.
The Texans bore the battle cry,
Remember Alamo!
1/15/2013
RAY
Categories:
alamo, courage, death, war, men,
Form: Quatrain
With his finger on the trigger
He pulled the hammer down
He waited for the orders
From the Colonel to come around
A small band of soldiers
Who were farmers just before
No emblems on their shoulders
No bright and shining swords
They had joined together
And would fight til the end
At a Mission down in Texas
They knew they must defend
They were well out numbered
A hundred to each one
Reinforcements ordered were on their way
But would never come
Five hundred men strong
Marching on their way
Were slaughtered at Goliad
They could not save the day
They held the enemy back
For three long days and nights
When they heard the word of Goliad
They knew they would lose the fight
They kissed their wives good bye
They sent them through the gates
Then they said prayer to the heavens
For their souls to take
They would not surrender
The courage of these men
At a place they called the Alamo
They would defend until the end
They were completely surrounded
The enemy in red
Then Santa Anna and his men
They raised the flag of death
The cannon fire it began
The battle it raged on
But as each one he lost his life
He knew he died, at home.
Categories:
alamo, history, prayer,
Form: Cowboy Poetry