Civil is kind

Civil curtsies down

Toward hell's dark face

War is horror

War spits up

Toward heaven's light fancy

The people between the two

Are sisters and brothers

Husbands and wives

Fathers and sons

Mothers and daughters

Uncles and aunts

Nephews and nieces

Civil weeps down

Into hell's dark face 

For their pain

War laughs up

Toward heaven's light fancy

For their pain