Gettysburg Redux

Gettysburg Redux

A Poem by Nolo Segundo

This poem describes something I experienced at 17-- I did not understand it until several years later when I learned I have a soul. The part of the battlefield where it occurred is called Devil's Den.

Now the happy soldiers
go to fight again the battle,
marching bravely forty abreast,
with heavy muskets shouldered,
yelling their cries of pain and glory
as they face the burning cannon
barking like a pack of mad dogs.

Down they go in ones and twos,
and sometimes in little bunches,
collapsing together as though
put to sleep by the fairy dust
of their long-forgotten dreams.

Both sides feel the urge
to kill, to step the victor
o'er their brothers' bones.
Grown men playing-- yes,
even perhaps a bit silly, but
maybe, just maybe,
some of them are unaware
of their own anguished deaths
there on that sweating day
not really do long ago....

At seventeen I went to talk
of my education in that quiet
college town and in the warm
afternoon I meandered aimlessly
amidst the boulders named
fearfully for Satan's lair when
suddenly, terribly. while walking
between two of the giant stones
my body shuddered in an awful
shaking that shook me to the core
of my soul, but then I did not yet
know we never die only once.


© 2017 Nolo Segundo

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Gettysburg was one bloody war. I do agree battlefields give off a strong energy. Maybe we do come back. Would be nice.

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Nolo Segundo

5 Months Ago

I suppose it depends on what we come back as, Paul. Though I'm a Christian (not a very good one) I d.. read more

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Nolo Segundo
Nolo Segundo

Philadelphia, PA

From adolescence until I was 24, I was an agnostic. Then I almost drowned, and had what has come to be called a near death experience. So for the past 45 years I've known that the problem with life i.. more..