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
