The Unknown Soldier


Old acquaintances of time
The adjusted differences
Sorrowful tunes of Gorecki
As the world turns its heat
All philosophical investigations
Have come to their end,

Forgotten all what they learnt
Higher the need to spill blood
Arrive they all, half heartedly
Old and young, to learn again
Not for them but for masters
To bring them, spoils of war
No end in sight
As the killing begins
Not for them but for masters
Only their portion of memory
In old distant towns
The erected structures
For forgotten art and knowledge
As they rest in peace
The unknown soldiers!

Kashkin

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