Civil Misery

Hello all! Since I really can't think of anything for summer yet, and I've recently been exposing myself to different musicals, I'm going to start a new, hopefully longer project. Each chapter goes with a song from Civil War, the Musical, and this first one goes with Brother, My Brother. I'll put up links to each song as I write the chapters on them, on my profile, and I may just include some of the lyrics in each chapter. I don't know yet. Lyrics, if included, are italicized. Thoughts are italicized and bolded.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything….this is a barricade fic, so I don't even own the plot.

It's too late for me, and too late for them. Yes, I approve of political opinions, but surely this is going a bit too far! After all, they'll be slaughtered, going up against National Guardsmen, but I suppose that's why they do it. To protest how futile life is… but why does it have to pit brother against brother? Why do they have to fight it out? Could the battle not be fought in the courtroom, where less lives are at risk? But that was besides the point…after all, I myself had come to die, but not before I do some small good, to make up for the greatest sin of all…

The quiet before the charge is eerily like that of mourning, and it makes me think….God has heard your battle call. Now he'll watch this….who have their whole LIVES ahead of them…his precious children learn how to stand…..And as a single gunshot rang out…learn how to fall. I looked away briefly, not wanting to see who it was the first shot had fell. If I make it out of this, which I don't intend to, I would never feel shame at that…And the silence of the night will be broken by the cries of the ones who've been forgotten on the quiet field where honor lies.

Then, I saw it…my chance. Their banner had fallen, so I took it up myself, not even caring as the bullets pierced this shell of mine… learn how to stand, learn how to fall….I've learned how to fall, father. Take me….