Minuteman

This is the original poem that was expanded into "Minutemen" which I've posted previously. This poem is being used by a teacher in California, and set to music, in a play about the American Revolution to be performed by 5th graders. I couldn't be happier.


Standing in the dewy grass
I hope and pray that they will pass
But they may not
but come to stay

I know not
If I die this day

The Redcoats come a thousand strong
their battle line is wide and long
What's ordained I can not say

I know not
If I die this day

We stand apart but look across
to the other line and toss a look
of nervousness then pray

I know not
If I die this day

Commanders yell, Commanders bark
their orders all along the park
but then a shot rings out and in
the confusion, it begins