COLLARS AND TURBANS
The history books will remember this noble fight.
They will weave a stirring tale of stout hearts-
And tell of loud voices that dared to be harts-
When bastard bullets ruled the day and the night.
Shall we not tell our children's children this tale-
Of how the Collar and the Turban did walk in pair.
And the Collar said to the Turban, "Do not despair-
For together we shall occupy our land and prevail."
Did not the black dogs bite, and their bullets sting,
While their errant whips kissed our naked hides-
Seeking to break the union of our married prides?
Yet we spoke till their ears did with our voice ring.
And the books shall not forget too, our brothers-
That fell. May they find rest beyond these borders.