The Light Brigade Charge
"Did I hesitate a moment? Did I stop and wonder why?
by John F. McCullagh
We were ordered to attack by some blunderer up high.
We were all, I think, afraid. Who wouldn't be right then?
Those Russians were entrenched and had artillery with them.
We must have looked magnificent on our chargers riding high
As we rode for God and Country, we knew Death was standing by.
I saw my brother Henry die and more brave lads besides.
We dressed the line and galloped on, We who were about to die.
My horse was shot from under me and that threw me to the sod.
The battle sounded distant and my left arm felt quite odd.
Some Shrapnel cut my face and thigh, but I saw many worse.
Some men called for their mothers, others raged and cursed.
Our gallant charge was broken by effective cannon fire.
There were many horses riderless like the one that I acquired.
When I got back behind our lines, I thanked my equine friend.
Then I realized he'd been Henry's mount when this travesty began.
I'm sure there will be an inquiry into how this was misplayed.
It is then I'll tell my tale about our murdered light brigade."