Fallen at 19 in Iraq

Too young to live it up,
Experience life and love
In this grand world,
Of this, he never saw enough,
And now, a lifeless shell,
In desert sands he lies,
Stares up with broken eyes
At foreign skies,
My one and only son
Condemned to die,
And Mister Bush
Must tell me - WHY?

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2007 Alfred Charasz