Oh my good Soldier
Valiant loyal exact
You have I remembered
Pride of service past
Oh my good General
How bravely I fought
Servant for the cause
Happy in your employ
Why then, my Soldier,
Have you defected now?
It cuts my heart to see
Such as you lost
For you, my General,
Will I always hold love
But now I see more
A new war I fight
T. Weeks
(A response to “By the Bivouac’s Fitful Flame”)