Fall of Richmond

To be in a place
Which houses so much history
If one sits, they can almost hear the bugle.
Almost hear the cannons.
And the shouts of the fallen
As their fate is sealed
Amidst the rubble

Advancements and retreats
On both sides
False hope of a victory
Snuffed out by leading Generals.
Attack and counter attack
Waves of men fall
Acts of desperation
As the Confederacy blindly charges.

The advance to Petersburg
Was the beginning of the end.
And in the spring of '65
As Union forces stormed Richmond.
A mighty city had already fallen.
Burnt
Ruined

Lee admits defeat
And goes back to his home
Crowds pay their respects
To the hero of the South.
But all he does is silently bows.
And closes the door
On another chapter of history.