Tomb of the Unknown Soldier
Remember me, for I am, no longer.
Pray for me, for no one knows,
what to expect.
Salute me, for I was a soldier,
that died for a cause.
Judge the outcome without bias,
for my visions,
were based upon reflections,
from broken mirrors.
Cherish your time,
for it is a limited privilege,
which I may have affected.
But,
things are different now.
I no longer belong to anyone,
or to anything.
I am not a player,
nor can I be played.
I never truly had
the clearance to know why I did
what I did…
but if its aftermath hurt the innocent,
please extend my apologies,
for my actions were not meant,
to scar civilians.
Should the words of my tombstone,
one day enter and evolve your world…
Know,
that
things are different now.
I was a War hero,
a patriot,
who fought for peace.
I was placed on a field,
a pawn,
someone else’s piece.
Honor me, and remember me;
For one day,
things will be different,
for you, as well.*
* But do not spit,
upon my memorial,
merely because,
I fought,
for the other side.
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Alan Salé
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