There is an unknown soldier at the front
I'm not sure in which country or maybe
on all the devastated continents. There is a soldier
unknown that comes from all the wars already lost
of all disasters and all deaths and is
in front of battle in an exorbitant territory.
There is an unknown soldier who no longer knows
by whom it beats. Maybe only by itself or even
beats by striking any battle front
and no longer asks why neither sense.
You're on the battlefield and you know nobody cares.
somewhere in a country that is no longer a country
in a lost fight
none of us know who he is and yet
each of us is on this battle front
and has no name and is
this unknown soldier.
Manuel Alegre
In: "Nothing Is Written"
Publications D. Quixote, Lisbon, 2012
