A Visit From Hell Poem by Edwina Reizer

There came a knock,
a knock on my door.
I looked out the window.
My heart fell on the floor.

The knock came again.
I covered up my ears
for standing outside
confirmed all my fears.

Two military gentlemen
with sad looking eyes
asked to come inside
and tried to sympathize.

My son, they said had died
bravely in the war.
The flag they handed me
I lay gently on the floor.

This flag did not deserve to fly.
It was the reason my son did die.
The war is still going on,
however my son now is gone.

I'd begged him not to go
but in the end he did not listen.
As the gentlemen left
my eyes started to glisten.

I cried and cried and asked myself
'Why did he have to die? '
There's no one on the face of this earth
that can tell me why?

For he was my son, my only one.
I never had another.
Thank you God for giving me no more
for I'd probably have lost his brother.


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