April 17th 1861 (Civil War Battle at Ramey Field)
As I lead my Men on to the Dewed Field of another Battle..
Men Tired and HomeSick i think of plans as i sit in my Saddle..
I hear the Banging of Drums and the Shouts of Orders..
Were heavily out Numbered on the Southern Boarders..
As we Post postions Along a fence in a Small Field..
I see the Blue and there sign to Stop and Yield..
For here is were We Lay Blood On this Gloomy Day..
They look so Deadly as i watch them with little to Say..
As i tell my Men to Steadfast and Be Strong as the Fight..
I give them 1 chance to Leave as there God Given Right..
As i Signal My Men to Fire i hear the Crack of Gun-Shots..
I never knew untill this Battle when ur Fight Blood Runs-Hot..
I Fired into the Main Squad as My Men Seemed all to Fall..
I told my Men to Stall them As i took My Long Shooters behind a Wall..
Slowly we started to Take a Advatantage with the Help of Cover..
But my 1st man fell it wouldnt have been so bad but....It was my Brother..
I told my Men to Charge as we Ran into the Bullet Filled War Zone..
As Guns were Blown wether we would make it was UnKnown..
We were Met with a Line of Marksman and Dropped our Front-Line..
We took there First and Second Line's as We headed for the Back..
But i Felt My Heart Drop when i Heard that Loud Crack..
As i fell to the Ground I see Dim Lighting start to Fade..
As i wake up i see my Men got Bombarded by a 2nd Raid..
I Look down to See My Stomach Bloody and My Legs WithDrawn..
As my Family Lays me to Rest a Fallen General My Soul is Long Gone..