EPITAPH FOR THE UNKNOWN SOLDIER ANNETTE KOHN

WITHIN this nation-hallowed tomb An unknown soldier lies asleep, Symbolic comrade of all those Who, on the land, on sea, in air, In that red death across the seas, Sealed with their blood the sacred truths For which our country ever stands: That righteousness is all the law— That justice is true government— Man’s liberty the gift of God. In memory of the faith they kept, Here through the ages all the land As honor guard on watch will stand!