The Song of VictoryA Poem by emipoemia little ditty for Canada DayTecumseh stood in stately mien, His gaze about the peaceful scene, Awaiting Brock to bring his flock At five o’clock in the morning.
Brock came and briefly ran a scan Through ev’ry aspect of the plan, Then on command they crossed the land In song of victory:
Victory by victory! We’re marching on to victory! Fort Mackinac was victory! (And Canada lives on!)
In step they gave the ground a shake, Six hundred soldiers in their wake, And mustered might to face the fight At six o’clock in the morning.
Their red coats glistened splendidly, Their flag flew high and hopefully, And through the air they sounded their Triumphant melody:
Victory by victory! We’re marching on to victory! O Fort Detroit was victory! (And Canada lives on!)
The cannon roared, the soldiers ran Towards the unsecured redan To meet the Yanks and break their flanks At seven o’clock in the morning.
Amid the red, the black, the blue, Brock twice was struck, Tecumseh too, And as they died they firmly cried That not a soldier flee-
Victory by victory! We’re marching on to victory! For Queenston Heights was victory! (And Canada lives on!)
The soldiers dressed their wounds and sighed, Relieved to have the odds defied, And buried Brock beneath a rock At eight o’clock in the morning.
And in the name of liberty, They carried on the legacy For which we sing through ev’rything The hymn of history:
Victory by victory! We’ll ever march to victory! Each venture shall be victory! (So Canada lives on!) -EDP © 2023 emipoemiReviews
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