You might need a box of tissues for this one. It is very poignant.

Where He Fell

This is where he fell,

his soft flesh torn by bullets.

The soldiers didn't know his name,

or where he came from.

Now he is no longer Christian,

Muslim, Jew, whatever.

His spirit soars above the world,

his tears fall on burning desert,

frozen wastes, urban jungles.

Their saltiness brings no relief,

as futile as the war that killed him.

[jenwight]

Oh wow that's so sad beautiful but sad x

[ibere]

Ibere

This is so sad, but so beautiful.