Those
Unknown
Their
bodies remain on Earth while their souls soar above.
Three
soldiers have fallen in battle, never again to rise.
Their
remains are entombed in a sacred brig,
Guarded
from the weather and our prying eyes.
Forever
we will remember their brave actions.
The
goals they fought for no one dares to forget.
The
country for which they gave their lives is still standing.
The
noble red, white and blue has not fallen yet.
No one
knows the names of these brave soldiers.
And
few yet survive who remember how these valiant men died.
Only
one fact is known: the beliefs that they fought for.
And we
all know why they fought for this side.
8/26/02
(edited 5/17/03)
Writer’s Reflection
Writing this poem was not too fun. Usually writing
poems is somewhat relaxing for me, put this poem was somewhat difficult. I
think the reason is that I had chosen a topic before I had even put pen to
paper. I have always had trouble writing about preset topic, both in creative
and expository writing.