The Civil War
One hundred and fifty years ago our nation was torn in two,
Brothers fighting brothers, uncles and fathers too.
Eleven states set out to form a country all their own,
In a fight to salvage slavery, the “Rebels” stood alone.
“We the people” didn’t count for a man whose skin was black,
Brought here quite against his will, with lashes on his
back.
Put to work to grow man’s crops and labor in their fields,
A piece of property was all he was, an asset to bring
yields.
The battle raged, and good men died, thousands in gray and
blue,
President Lincoln stood his ground; to the Union he was
true.
For four long years the battle fought, General Grant vs
General Lee,
On Gettysburg, and Harper's Ferry, and Shiloh to name three.
The North prevailed, and slavery became, a chapter in our
past,
The black men became freemen, with freedom hard and fast.
Once again “We the People” shown proudly on the wall,
Not just a simple line or phrase but liberty and justice for
all.
Ken Ferguson
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