Red Bayonets Poem by udoh etido

Austerlitz, Austerlitz
where chariots ran the breeze;
Austerlitz, Austerlitz
where great creeds were born.

A champion rides fast
formations never apart;
A strong alter call
a revolution behind doors.

Austerlitz, Austerlitz
your plains are made dust;
A fierce war is upon you
brought by nature's youth.

He rides on south
Austerlitz in fierce fright;
He brings war
his chariots never dull.

Austerlitz, Austerlitz
let your ground tremble
let your soul shiver
let your creed be lost forever.

Bands rolled out
his chariot always fast;
Bayonets hovering round
an edifice made fast.

Austerlitz, Austerlitz
but one rides fast;
Austerlitz, Austerlitz
Napoleon readies strange darts.

Formations of glory
spill blood with no story;
A revolution strengthened fast
brought by one with lightening hands.

Austerlitz, Austerlitz
let your pride be downcast.

Austerlitz, Austerlitz
your star placed in the sands.