Re: O! Where Are They Now?

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: : (The blessing of St. Andrew be upon this humble poetry)  
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: :            O! Where Are They Now?

: : To be sure, the dead are gone but remembered.
: : As it is, their strength and wisdom recalled.
: : Forever, their memory will be harvested.
: : O! Where are they now?

: : Young Lord Howe, the exemplar for his men.
: : Pierced through, with bullet from the French.
: : This flower of strength, withered and dead.
: : O!  Where is he now?

: : The Scotsman, bold and vigor filled.
: : His title, Robison, sergeant, of Clan Gunn.
: : On the abatis, dead, leading his men.
: : O! Where is he now?

: : The 42nd, wave after wave were sent.
: : To die, upon that abatis cruel.
: : With broadsword, flashing and then broken.
: : O! Where are they now?

: : And friends, Chauncey, Seamus and Tim.
: : In retreat, they boarded crowded boats.
: : To repair, and refit to fight again.
: : O! Where are they now?

: : The scouts, Many Flags and Three Tales gone.
: : To the woods, to be gone from the civilized mass.
: : To cleanse, to purge the smell of death.
: : O! Where are they now?

: : O Carillon! Your fortress walls so cruel.
: : To disband, the comrades we love so well.
: : They will return, these warriors, in spirit and flesh.
: : But....Where are they now?

: Dear Poet of Scotia,

: WHO wrote that poem? St. Andrew or you?
: Yeah. Hey. am blue, anyway, what with my goodbuddy Seamus taken to war, and with a bullet hole in his hat, no less... and here I read your bard... sob, sob.

: Yeah, where are they now?
: The answer my friend, is blowing in the wind.....

: Your Blues Singing Sistah Vita



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