Bewildered Eyes
/Received telegram
Authorities lied
Threw it away
Son had not died
Wanders streets
Each day same
Photo in hand
Calling his name
Three decades
Sun, rain, snow
Asking strangers
Seen this fellow
"My boy
Best of me"
Refuses to concede
Existence a memory
Continues search
Humming lullabies
Past, present, future
Haunt bewildered eyes
By Margaret Karim
From: United Kingdom