He remembered when asked a normal day
his son had come home on leave
such excitement amongst the whole family
worried about him in the war zone
always glad when he phoned for his chat
conversations about this and that!
Trying to keep his spirits up it was hard
for his parents to show concern
their only child was in a dangerous place
his decision to become a soldier
knew only to well the risks of enemy fire
how fragile life was in this quagmire!
So the big party was for his safe return
last tour before discharge
had decided to leave wanted to be home
had met a girl of his dreams
an engineer was certain to make a career
in a local firm an offer was near!
On the eve of his families planned celebration
his dad wanted to go for a walk
along the small harbour where he had fished
bringing his son up to love the sea
days to reminisce remembering such fun
of the bonding of father and son!
Standing quietly their link renewed relaxed
a faint crack like distant gun shot
his son slumped in slow motion onto the rail
three words spoke help me dad
as in the shaking arms of dad passed away
his father for this first time did pray!
Had not been killed by the enemy in battle
but by a robber fleeing the police
firing an illegal weapon and a stray bullet
that had ricochet off a sign post
fate had dealt an awful blow on that day
what unseen forces were at play?
Started as a normal day is all he could recall!
The Foureyed Poet.