Taking Up Arms

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War is come upon us,
Imposing our timid nation
To rise up and take arms.

I will march off along
With the rest of your sons
To that sea of blood,

Supplied by the rivers
Of our throbbing wounds;
While honour and patriotism
Collide in barbaric swill -

Tearing open our bodies
In those fields of hate
Of that cold strange land.
This war is not our own;

We did not ask this.
But as sons of our Fatherland,
We march off to war -
To fill that crimson sea.


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by Frederick Kesner

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