Beauregard

 

What would a Caesar do

If he knew they said

He could be a hero no more?

 

Would it matter to him

Where his monument went,

That they took it down,

 

Left it out back of a vacant lot,

Amidst the dust and gravel

Of Carolina or New Orleans?

 

Does a General care

Who once charged the redoubts

With noble heart

 

That his sacrifice,

His courage now

Be labeled most poor

 

By those less heroic,

Of rank character,

But more bombast,

 

Who from safe places

Malign so righteously

His purpose of a century ago?

 

Would he think no matter the loss

Of plaster and wire. It’s no worse than

The Busted Bust of Brave Columbus lying there.