The Reconciliation

When the war of worlds' was done And the Colonists owned the sun, The old miner from Sirius One Gleaned the galaxy for his son. He sought the brave boy he knew He'd disowned in four thousand & two. Though the surviving rebels were few, he had word of his boy's crew. Hurrying to the caverns of Lithmulu, A prodigal father faced a boy in blue, But it was too late his dream to realise, For a parasite looked out of the wild eyes. Originally Published: Clarke, R. (Ed) The Mentor 83, July 1994, fanzine published by Ron Clarke, Sydney, Australia, [Archival copy available online at http://efanzines.com/Mentor/TM83COMP.pdf].