American Revolutionary War

For Freedom

Folder: 
War and Peace

 

 

 

Bullets whizzed through morning mist
unseen, they hit the underbrush
and splintered pine trees.
Snip, crash, snap, thud!
As the revolutionaries fought
for freedom and for peace.

Worn out from meager rations
harsh winters, no shelter
they carried on
and carried well-
even though it all was hell.

A soldier tripped and fell and groaned
thunder struck into his thigh, a musketball
hitting shattered bones like lightning.
Knowing this, his friends fought on
neighbors from his town and next
all tradesmen, doctors, trappers, farmers-
for the freedom of their country.

 

 

 

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