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Landing on shores

Of this foreign land

Given blue suits

And rifles in hand

Sons of Erin

Need not apply

But still we march

Green with pride

A field of wheat

A land for dreams

Leaning forward

An Irishman bleeds

The sword in the sun

High in the air

The order of charge!

The boys move without care

Rage in our hearts

And fire in the eyes

The first ones fall

An Irishman dies

As Lazarus rising

We climb from the rubble

Shamrocks adorned

We charge on the double

Our bayonets ring

With a mighty song

Our faith in Christ

Firm all along

The keepers of men

Pushed back by our brave

Freedom for some

For us the grave

Twenty five hundred in number

When the sergeant came

The brothers of Erin

Three hundred remain

That field of dreams

Taken by blade

By us brave Irish lads

Of the Irish Brigade

Keyword: History Irish War Courage

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Posted by ThomasP3 2008-04-12 04:16:43 .... For those Civil War buffs out there, you may understand where and what I am writing about. For others, I am referencing the battle in the Wheatfield in Gettsburg, PA. The Irish Brigade fought and died bravely despite the Irish treatment as second class citizens at best during this time. Their courage was essential to the preservation of the Union. + Report this comment
Posted by Roadkill315 2008-04-12 08:08:17 .... AH, your intent and honor of them is not lost on me, well done sir. + Report this comment
Posted by ThomasP3 2008-04-12 14:17:39 .... Thank you my friend! I am glad you enjoyed it. I enjoyed writing it. + Report this comment
Posted by R.E.Potter 2008-04-21 17:22:24 ,,, Man, I really like this. It had a great flow. In a weird way, it made me think of that song 'wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald'... ever hear that song. The Cival War has always fascinated me. Well done. + Report this comment

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