The Unknown Soldier

we buried him
close to a small wood
his grave not too deep
the men sweating
in the late morning sun

wrapped in tarpaulin
no coffin
but a simple cross

we thought he was
some kind of christian
the gods will take him anyway

i did not know his name
this foreigner
who came to fight our enemies
he did not have the chance
to fight
bad luck killed him
that and a russian shell
wrong place
wrong time

we put his personal ID
in a metal box
buried it with him
if he is ever found
someone
will know his name

our captain
took a GPS reading
of his last location
if anyone ever asks
we will know
where he lies

a soldier
known and unknown
but no more
at war