I set the control with just a few clicks
And transported myself back to 1886
I saw my great, great, great grandfather Logan
Living and breathing from head to toe
And heard firsthand his historic tale of woe
He started life as a farmer
But found the grind a terrible bore
So he joined the army, hoping for a war
As his “luck” would have it,
He didn’t have very long to wait
Because soon began The War Between The States
He jumped to the Confederate side
Virginia’s honor he had to save
Although he’d never owned a single slave
They made him an officer
And he looked dashing in dress gray
For him Bull Run was a very successful day
He was promoted to Captain
And the future looked very bright
But there were many bloody battles to fight
As the war raged on
The carnage grew more brutal in kind
He witnessed horrors that boggled his mind
He got lost in the woods near Stone Mountain
Separated from his unit, he wandered for days
In the wilds of Georgia, everything was a haze
Enemy soldiers eventually found him
He surrendered starving and filthy as a pig
Imprisoned for the rest of the war in a Union brig
Back home, his family was very worried
No word from him for over a year
Understandably, they had the worst kind of fear
After Appomattox, he was eventually released
And made his way home to the Virginia farm
Older and wiser, but safe from harm
The family rushed out to greet him
With joyful cheers and cries
They could hardly believe their eyes
So Logan again took up the plow
And he rarely felt bored or sad
Compared to war, farming wasn’t so bad
I returned to 2010, where I often wonder
Do we really know what we are doing?
Because it seems like another Civil War is brewing...
2 comments:
A great trip.
And it's all true..(except the going back there part..)
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