Alamo - 2012/09/27

The sands in the hourglass
Have run their full course
While the observers murmur
It was destined of course

Yet for those left behind
Words cannot hope to heal
Ferocity and humor shared
Going then gone so unreal

To arms to arms comrades
Fight the war to the end
Only to watch your heroes
Escape rather than defend

Slathering masses crash
Overrunning the few left
The survivors hear tales
Which render them bereft

With tragedy in my mind
Thoughts clouded by drink
I vow to remember forever
Those whom I left to sink

I grant them immortality
In memories I do preserve
Yet it pales in comparison
To what they truly deserve

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