This is a fanfic for Gettysburg, well it's a poem really. ;) plz R&R
Gettysburg
The rolling fire, the musket balls
The cries of fallen men
In the heat of battle they never falter
No, not at Gettysburg
There's Devil Den, the wheat field
Little Round Top and Big
The place where Buford held the ground
The land where Reynolds fell
They all were soldiers, all were brothers
In some far away time
But now they are enemies
Until another time
The heroes, Lee and Longstreet
Meade and Chamberlain
They all were fighting their very best
For their states and friends
It was on Little Round Top
That Chamberlain ordered his men to charge
"Bayonets," he shouted
"Bayonets," he cried
And the men charged with all their might
That day he was made famous
And that day many good men died
July the third, another day
Of battle and of death
The day when two good friends
Faced each other again
They once fought together
But that day they fought apart
Armistead and Hancock
Brothers against brothers
On the same battlefield
Heartache and bloodshed
For four awful years
Armistead was hit that day
And three days later he died
"I must speak to Hancock"
He said before he died
But never would they met again
Those brothers from another time
Because the war made them enemies
And one of them was destined to die
But maybe in another year or in another time
Just maybe when they both had left this little world behind
Maybe now these men, these men who lost their lives
Maybe they will met again
Up in the clear blue sky
But that it day, it rests in time
Frozen in our memories
For the rest of time
When brothers fought brothers