I Am the Unknown
I am the one who keeps mothers awake at night.
I am the one whom she lives in dread, for whom her tears are sadly shed, the one for whom
her tears never dry, I am the one memory that will never die.
I am the one who lives to die forever; the one whose name given in life, will become
unknown due to wartime strife.
I am the one who harbors the weight of all who have suffered and died, unrecognizable,
doomed to an unknown fate.
I am the one whose guarded and protected by day and by night, with millions of visitors
worldwide; most not alive, when I died, yet, come to visit and grieve.
The one they remember in hushed monotones, afraid I might hear that I am unknown.
I am the one who will never go home; the one whose bones nobody knows.
I am the one a nation mourns, every day I lay here, I become better known, every war we
fight adds several more, of all who have died, I am the one all America knows.
I am the Unknown, I am soldier, sailor, airman, or marine, not alone; I represent millions of
whose blood has been spilled.
I represent millions who returned, to suffer nightmares, until death calls them home.
I represent millions ready to step forward when freedom rings.
I lie in the Tomb Of The Unknown, I rest comfortably, at peace, I will never be alone, it
grieves me not to rest in this tomb, my soul rests in heaven, where I am well known.
Copyright © Mac Mcgovern | Year Posted 2010
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