The Battle Of Gettysburg Poem by Kellsy Barbee

Praise be to the loving soldiers who volunteered their lives away.
It was the battle of Gettysburg, what a horrific couple of days.

Lives were deprived.
A short amount left to survive

Union and Confederates lost in the sea.
Nothing to be seen.

The raised guns,
Shots and fire.

They marched towards Gettysburg.
And with a surge of rage and fire.

Will planning win this battle?
Or acts of the moment get us out of this shackle.