Antietam

Bloodiest battle of civil war

Battle of Antietam
It began at Miller’s Farm,
In the year of sixty two.
When two armies met at dawn,
In a cornfield covered in dew.

Hooker and Lee, North and South,
Began a battle they would rue.
One so horrific and so bloody,
People thought it wasn’t true.

Back and forth the battle went,
The North winning, then the South,
Casualties high on both sides,
Some falling into Antietam’s mouth.

Burnside and Hill had a go,
Pushing over a stony bridge,
Neither side winning a battle,
And neither taking a hill or ridge.

The smoke was dark and eerie,
Floating over blue and gray,
Bodies and blood on the ground,
Armies that have lost their way.

It was a mild September day,
In the year of sixty two,
When Lee and Hooker met,
At a cornfield covered in dew.