Alamo
By: James Dubeau
189 men once stood
Villagers
Farmers
Bankers
Store keepers
Soldiers
189 men once stood
Together
As one
To defend
Land
Homes
Families
Lives
189 men once stood
Against
The odds
Bombardment
Gunfire
Knives
Swords
Thousands
189 men once stood
Where my feet stand
In this very spot
With mud covered boots
Sweat soaked brows
189 men once stood
189 men once fought
189 men once died
For freedom
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A self-congratulating, back-patting, narcissistic, creative? writing experiment... Thanks for stopping by, constructive comments appreciated. All posted writing is a work in progress and may be updated at any time.
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