Unknown Soldiers
We walked briskly across the traveled path
And stumbled upon something peculiar in the dark
We didn’t stop to look around,
Night was hunkering down upon us and we were
All in a hurry to catch the mid-night bus
It was pitch dark and we had flash lights
But the glow had gone out of them and we had to
Rely on the stars shining from the heavens
The bush was thick and the grass was high
we had to use our knives to cut through
the shrubs and cross over the ditch to
catch the last bus before it leaves the station
We were all returning from a mission that no one could
Understand and we ended up in the bushes on a strange land
There was no person around and not one shop could
Be found, it is the strangest thing I have ever seen
But we all bond together like brother and sisters
Seven women and one man
Traveling through the bushes in the dark
With boots strapped up to the knee
And the crucifix dangling in front of us
And our bag packs fastened to our back
And firearm tucked securely underneath our belt
Something was out there that we should see
But the abyss stood in front of us with
Miles and miles of scented wood and
Mysteries in the bushes that we hardly understood
But we continue to stumble in the dark with
Faith and determination and patience to carry-on
We saw things that we did not understand
And strange emotions came over us and we had
To bond together to accomplish our mission
We tunnel our way to a corner of the abyss but
we were led to a special spot that we had passed over
And suddenly we keep going around in circles
And the mission that we were on lay cold
and bare in the bushes somewhere
and we experience a frightening revelation
in the dead heat of the night.
We stumbled upon a hundred
Shoe sole in the bushes position neatly together in a circle
And a candle erected in the middle
as if they had just completed a ritual
and had a secret burial
someone had cut through the spot
and sprinkle rum all over the lot
and the evidence was clear that they all perished over there
The sole of their shoes formed a big wide circle.
The sole of their shoes stood out in the bushes,
the sole of their shoe has a name and an address
the sole of their shoe bears their children voices
The sole of their shoes was the only identity that they had.
We remain there for the rest of the night to reminisce
their ordeal and painful sacrifice
and celebrate the lives of one hundred soldiers
that did not make it home
But the sole of their shoes was finally found
They lie petrified in unknown graves
but the sole of their shoe is carved out with the footprints of time
Our five-year mission was finally completed on time
The sole of their shoes is strapped to their feet
The sole of their shoes is divine.
Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2024
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