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The Unknown Soldier (Acrostic)
Tales of heroes beyond, the normal despair of war’s plight, Hearing of these stories, make us all quiver, in the night. Each of them that go to fight, any battle, with all their might, Universally, they are unknown soldiers, until names are released. None knows the others, until their soul’s battle, against the beast. Kings and political heads, never battle, for what they believe. Never placed in harms way, they send soldiers; Mothers grieve Only the loyal subjects take on the heat, from what they weave. We honor, the Unknown Soldier, without any name, to perceive. Nearer to God, these soldiers are known, here only deceased. Secure, they have left us all, until the next battle to be fought. Onward, we keep sending those to die, for what, a thought. Listen, to all the stories, we hear of bravery, by them all. Dear sweet Jesus, take them to your father, standing so tall. I never fought any battle; I fight my battles with expressions. Each of us must remember, soldiers, in their professions. Remembering, who they could have been, not just impressions.
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