A Son at War

Written by: George Zamalea

From “Daily Given & Other Poems”

God be with thee, my beloved son – God be with thee
Until you return.

Many treacherous there be
Before to reach friends and daddies
But all of them are going to wait for the same sun’s light.
There shall not be farewell or a yellow ribbon or blue
And there cannot tears from us just smile behind the whole life into taken.

Alas! I can see you as a son at war
Working in a height way and honor.

All shall reach thee.

God be with thee, my beloved son – God be with thee
As the last fading from a lovely cactus!