Poem: Alamo

Famous last stands

On battlefields 

Where righteous justice flows

In the veins of each warrior

Bracing to sacrifice themselves

To a dream they were sold

Nourished by blood

Of kin or enemies

To be tread upon by history

As winners or losers

In memories calling

Up their ghosts as proof

Of something

Though the feet that shuffle

Upon the dust of their bones

Isn’t fit to invoke their names



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