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Rated: E · Poetry · History · #2225976
April 19, 1775, local minutemen defeat British troops, leading to eventual independence

Ode to Concord

Burning from freedom's glare,
Tinging the burdened soul,
Heralded upon the air,
Liberty has been stole.

"The Redcoats are coming!"
That cry heard loud and clear,
The despot's hand came hunting
For all that was so dear.

This native virgin soil,
In infancy of birth,
By sacrifice and toil,
Became freedom's own earth.

Ragged makeshift lines,
Raised their muskets all,
Fighting with one mind,
For home and hearth and gall.

Heaven pitted these souls,
And shed a silent tear,
Opening up the scrolls,
For what would happen here.

A tired and bloody charge
The enemy did meet,
Though disciplined and large,
Did cower in retreat.

When smoke has cleared the field,
Victory had been won,
The price of glory's yield,
A country now as one.

Lift your praises high
In tribute to that day,
The eagle roams our skies,
Over the verdant lea.

And bless this hallowed ground,
Its mountains to its seas,
Hand over heart singing,
"My country tis of thee."

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