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Arlington Chains

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Walking picket sticks of Arlington alongside the killing dead

Ponder does include me why the skies are not bleeding red

Her white chain fence growing up from fertile ground

Blackground crow sergeants warn against me hanging around

For she has her way of measuring and filing away young men

In six foot directions receiving soldiers fighting for her skin

For God or for Country forever lying dead

Wrap in our flags of white blue and red

In youth I remember what picketers had said

Dirt was so cheap it’s given away to the dead

But monuments in cemeteries draped in rosemary stains

Taught me the cost of Arlington white picket chains


“For those Sacred Hearts in Sacred Grounds

Who Fought for Freedom and are Heaven Bound”



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