Dedicated to history

You hold within all days gone by,

The past that none can now deny.

The wars once waged with blood and flame,

And whispers time could never tame.

You saw the rebels rise in fight,

Brave sons who battled for the right.

For homeland’s sake, they faced the storm,

To war they marched in fearless form.

The page now shakes beneath my pen,

As tales of ancestors rise again.

A silent ache within my chest—

To write of history is no jest.