O Captain

My Captain

Our Fearful trip is done,

We wish to return to where the day Begun

Recount every victorious run

Celebrating Singing of the Prizes we won


O Captain

My Captain

Rise up and Hear the bells

While our children run to us and yell

YOU RETURNED TO US WELL!

Celebrating with ribbons and flags our conquer over hell

My Captain

Does Not Answer

His lips are pale and still

My father does not feel my arm

He has no pulse nor will


Our Land

we won

Our People

we won

Our Freedom

we won

it is as good as none

I'm afraid


Exult O shores, and ring O bells!

But I with mournful tread,

Walk the deck my Captain lies

Fallen cold and dead.

For I am Reminded

For Every Win

Has A Forgotten Dark Cost

But that is History's Victory

I guess