Sender Originals - When the War Was Ended

(A Civil War Ode to the South)

And at the top of the morning
With her head held high
She set a course for the sun
But in the shock of the evening
With her dead piled high
She staggered back on the run

And in the cool of the morning
She would have no fear
In shameless glory she'd come
But in the dust of the evening
She could only sneer
At all her fate had become

And when the war was ended
All too soon she was quick to disclaim
Though the scar had mended
But in vain?
When the war was ended
Long forgotten the burden of pain
And of ultimate blame
And her hour never came

And at the top of the morning
With her head held high
She set a course for the sun
But in the shock of the evening
With her dead piled nigh
She staggered back on the run

And in the cool of the evening
She would have no fear
In shameless glory she'd come
But in the shock and the mourning
She could only sneer
At all the damage she'd done

And when the war was ended
All too soon she was heard to decry
And though the scar had mended
Can you tell me why, why?
And though her cause defended
Not forgotten the burden of hate
And the ultimate lie
And her hour passed her by

Passed her by