Young Writers Society

Today when my family was out, deep in the woods, getting a Christmas tree, one of us had to go to the bathroom. There was a small outhouse sitting randomly out there (don't ask me why) in the middle of nowhere, so we made a quick bathroom stop. My brother went in and after awhile, we heard him spouting some rather strange, but awesome poetry. After he came out we asked what all that was about, and he said someone had written a poem in there. We all gathered 'round, and sure enough, on the inside of the door of that tiny outhouse was scribbled, in pen, this poem:

Upon the plains of hesitation
Lie the blackened bones of countless millions
Who, upon the dawn of Victory, sat down to rest
And resting, died.

Pretty cool, yes? So I was wondering if anybody knew where this poem came from. Is it a quote from somebody? Or was some outhouse-user of the ancient past just really bored?

Help, anyone? And what do you think of the poem itself?

Thanks ever-so.

~MademoiselleKool

Wow, I can't believe it was just a quote, and I thought it was a poem! That weird outhouse person must have twisted it a little 'upon' instead of 'on' and then wrote it in verse with different punctuation to make it seem like a poem. COOL! Thanks, Snoink!

Oooh, sounds like you had quite the adventure! Hehe