The Battle of Virginia

The battle had raged for hours.
Friend had finally turned to foe.
As generals moved their pieces
On the battleground down below.

The Northern side were winning,
Shoving Rebels to and fro,
But their leaders still were worried,
Southern strength had yet to show.

When the words to lead elude you,
And there’s no place left to go.
You can never just surrender,
Victory is closer than you know.

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Author: Blind John Ellsworth

Blind John Ellsworth (1960- ), a (questionable) poet and sometimes Texas bluesman. He has recorded one spoken-word album (thankfully unreleased), since he is still trying to learn to play guitar. (Lack of musical skills is what makes him a poet and not a lyricist. Plus, he can’t write music.)

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