I have fought in many battles.
I have seen my fair share of war.
I have buried many a friend
and sent so-called enemies to the grave.
I fought and fought until I said no more.So I packed my bags and said goodbye
and pointed my sights to the west.
Hoping to find my riches
in gold on the coast.
This old scarred heart needed some rest.
Step by step my journey took me.
I traveled all alone.
No one understands.
I’m so tired of people.
It’s a comfort to be on my own.
A little more than half way
I crawled into a cave with little space
to sleep for the night.
How was I to know
this would be my final resting place?
For over 100 years
I remained in that closure
until my remains were found
and given a proper burial
honored as the unknown soldier.
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