To R.E. Lee

In the hollow eyes of starving men
With worn out shoes, but still fight within
Would you have made a solemn vow
If in poverty your kin would  now bow
Could you have foreseen the hurt  remorse
As in honor you fought from your brave white horse
Gray hair flowing as you lead your nation strong
For only four years was the struggle long
O I think you would not have sheaved that day your swords
Knowing the wicked would become your children's "lords"
I walked that fence and that day I cried
A court house in Virginia where freedom died
In bitter remembrance of a nation of splendor
Sold to Yankee bankers,borrows,and lenders
You were so brave and all those that followed
But for honor and your family your pride  swallowed
O do not be regretful of that single deed
For you are the father of a noble breed........