The Unnamed Soldier Poem by Randy McClave

I am the unknown soldier
No one knows my name,
I gave my life for my country
On my grave is a forever flame.
People come visit me daily
Some give me flags or a wreath,
Fellow soldiers give me a salute
As I lay 6 feet beneath.

I am the unknown soldier
Resting alone in this grave,
I will forever be remembered
As one of the proud and the brave.
But, you don't know who I am
You don't know the color of my skin,
You don't know my politics or my religion
Or the paths, that I have been.

I am the unknown soldier
Whose memories and feats are buried in the ground,
I hear no more bullets or bombs explode
Hearing Gabriel's horn was my final sound.
Fellow soldiers now protect my grave
As for our country I did die,
But, I wish that they knew me and my name
Forever I am that unknown G.I.

Randy L. McClave