I do not know you, much like most people, you must have had a mum and dad, maybe brothers and sisters, aunts, uncles and cousins, a wife and children of your own, who knows? Of course somebody somewhere would have known you, maybe some still do, but your identity is still unknown to most of us!
You and your comrades risked your life for everyone that did and didn’t know you, did anyone, other than your family, care? I doubt it, most people are only concerned about themselves and their own, it wouldn’t matter to them that men and now women are out elsewhere fighting for them and others. Giving up your own lives, so that they may have theirs.
The only ones who suffer are those close to you, the mother and father who have to identify and bury their child, who they brought into this world and nurtured through childhood illnesses, they’re the ones left feeling helpless, because they couldn’t be there and protect you when the bombs came. The brothers and sisters who have lost a part of them, aunts, uncles and cousins whose extended family is now smaller. The wife who has lost her true love and then the children who no longer have a father to hug and make them feel safe when they get scared or to protect them. They are the only people who suffer.
So baring all of this in mind, I just want to say thank you, thank you to you unknown soldier and thank you to all the other unknown soldiers out there risking their lives every day, so that me and my family along with everyone else have our lives.