John Brown’s Body
A poem
A poem
The heart of a nation divided,
war that tore families apart,
scars on the land that would never fully heal.
Civil War, brother against brother,
the clash of ideals
and the struggle for power
stained with blood and sorrow.
the rolling hills of Gettysburg,
the swamps of Vicksburg,
the echoes of freedom and oppression
through the land.
Faces etched with determination and fear,
destinies intertwined with a nation’s crossroads.
Emancipation’s promise like a fragile thread,
hope to those shackled by chains of bondage.
Amidst smoke and chaos
courage and despair mingle
in causes people believe in,
lives forever altered in the crucible.
Cannons thunder and muskets roar,
a nation grapples with its own demons
confronting the legacy
and the price of freedom.
In the shadows, lives lost, dreams shattered,
and a country torn asunder.
Civil War stands as a testament
to the complexities of history,
the cost of division
and the enduring struggle for unity.
In the aftermath, lessons learned,
truths uncovered, and
reconciliation of past injustices.
A path towards union.
