A Father's Tears (Free Verse)
Like a cruel wrench
Gripped his heart
And crushed, it bled
A father's tears.
No words define
His anguished grief
A wretched loss
His own son...
The baby he carried
In his arms
In paternal love
Now broken, scarred
A shriveled man
His father's eyes
He would take him back
To be his child
Return him safely
To his past
No war could touch him
His eyes see through
My boy, my son!
What have they done?
Your life a mangled mess
What's left to do?
These father's tears
Will not replace
The boy, the man
That I once knew!
May 12,2009 Tarlac City Philippines
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