Crimson Coated Soliders
A poem about the Boston Massacre
A nosy little runt and a mere child and minor.
Bothers the redcoat, slowly encouraging rage.
As each time the boy taunts the crimson coated soldier,
As each time insults passed his ears.
And as each disgraceful face reaches the soldier¡¯s eyes
the soldier¡¯s anger advances.
Until the sound of a shot echoed through the air, many ears heard the sound.
As the story spreads around, the story bends and twists.
Twists and turns in the story, more and more the story passes,
more and more the story twists.
An angry mob flushed with hatred, rage but misunderstanding.
Deceived, deceivers red with fury.
They fall before the gun, yet rise above the wielder.
As men fall the horde grows stronger.
One man, two men, three men, four men
as the fifth man falls the crowd began a frenzy of murderous actions
The soldier scared
Pale and white as snow around them
As the snow they were pale and white¡¦
and as the snow they met upon their fate.
Defeated and cold are the soldiers of red
With faces of sorrow and madness upon there heads.
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I don't know about you. But it's thoroughly impressive for his age. Even more to me because I always view him as a child (I'm 20).
A poem about the Boston Massacre
A nosy little runt and a mere child and minor.
Bothers the redcoat, slowly encouraging rage.
As each time the boy taunts the crimson coated soldier,
As each time insults passed his ears.
And as each disgraceful face reaches the soldier¡¯s eyes
the soldier¡¯s anger advances.
Until the sound of a shot echoed through the air, many ears heard the sound.
As the story spreads around, the story bends and twists.
Twists and turns in the story, more and more the story passes,
more and more the story twists.
An angry mob flushed with hatred, rage but misunderstanding.
Deceived, deceivers red with fury.
They fall before the gun, yet rise above the wielder.
As men fall the horde grows stronger.
One man, two men, three men, four men
as the fifth man falls the crowd began a frenzy of murderous actions
The soldier scared
Pale and white as snow around them
As the snow they were pale and white¡¦
and as the snow they met upon their fate.
Defeated and cold are the soldiers of red
With faces of sorrow and madness upon there heads.
------
I don't know about you. But it's thoroughly impressive for his age. Even more to me because I always view him as a child (I'm 20).
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