The Unknown Soldier

From my mother’s womb and my father’s hand I came to live upon the land,

I breathed the air and walked the earth all efforts made to be a man.

I was a mischievous youth but dad was proud,

My mother scolded but not too loud,

I was loved by all and they would say,

I respected and ambraced life every day.

I cherished the world that sustained me.

I dared dream of a long and bright future.

I was 19 when my country called,

There was tyranny in a far off land,

They needed me to help set it right,

I volunteered to lend a hand.

They gave me a gun with which to kill,

I was intent to show my new found skill.

I tried my best.

I knew that I was right.

I was committed to my country.

I am the Unknown Soldier,

I am laid beneath this marker,

So far from home.

I died in battle with little complaint.

I lost my youth and give it to you.

I lay here without a name.

I am lost forever and will not return.

So in a quiet moment if you have the time,

Think of your freedom or what could be,

Did I make a difference?

and if I did,

Please take a moment,

and remember me.

Kenneth E. Brisbois Jr.

a veterans son.

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