Unknown Warrior

Some say they dug up six Some, it was only four Each from a different conflict Of that bloody and cruel war. They placed each on a stretcher Concealed under a Union Jack; One they chose at random, The others they sent back To lie again with comrades In alien contested earth. The chosen was returned To the possible land of his birth. Housed in an oaken coffin With an old Crusader blade, Interred with due ceremony In a grave especially made. We only know he died in war And was British Empire blood A symbol of all those who died For a cause few understood. A truly Unknown Warrior There lest we forget The sacrifice war brings. A lesson not learned yet. That War to end all Wars Now nearly a century passed May have been the bloodiest But was certainly not the last. The world’s politicians Still choose might Secure in the knowledge Others have to fight. Some say they dug up six Some, it was only four Each from a different conflict Of that bloody and cruel war.