Tuesday, May 19, 2015




Far Away                      by john martin



My son fell today

in a land far away

my son fell today

in a land so very far away

a land not his own


the pieces that they can fine

will be placed in a box

and sent home to me

the shrapnel that tore his body to pieces

tore my heart as well

into parts too small for love or hope

just hate and sadness



my son fell today

I wish I could have said

don't take that road

stay home with me

but it was a land so very far away

he would not have hear



they say some men find joy in war

but I’m sure none of the parents do

I wish the pain would be far away

like the land he fell in

but it's to deep, to raw, to inside

to ever go away, far away

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