Sonnet - 103 Poem by Xavier Mandreza

As to why the Memory of Dad prevails
Even to Strangers his Fine Peel permeate
As to why one's Faith mine behind the Rails
Purposed a Wish through Decent Thoughts complete
As to why Three Soldiers thrust their Doubts consume
Of Race, Kind or Creed one's Innocence bide
As to why from Harm's Way heal those Wounds presume
Even as Friendship one's Gospel confide
As to why such Deeds by Honour preserve
And let the Ego bow as Humbled Guest
As to why one's Sounds condemn this Deserve
When all it Sings for Note's Support at Best.
Answers a-bound beyond Twin-Years instill
Human the Father be as Divine fulfill.