Prodigy

A son embarks on The worlds wanders Triumphant in his dreams Swallow’s unrelenting blunders Mother hugs him Father gripes Our only child In the war of stripes Elicit drums beat For his fight Mother loves him Father loses sight Their only son Shot down today Mother cries Her heart out Father remembers his Only child and shouts God you know I prayed for his life Our only child I and my wife You let him die And now he’s gone Mother weeps All days long Fathers angry no One to blame Sad is war a Ruthless game