Somebody's son

sonnet in tetrameter

Somebody’s son.

 

A bloated corpse floats on the flood

But who he was nobody knows.

He was intent that no one should

Removed the labels from his clothes.

Made sure he carried no I.D

He had his reasons I suppose

 to choose anonymity.

I must admit it baffles me.

He’s just another suicide

 another tragic incident.

He’ll never be identified.

Unless perhaps by accident

He died voluntarily

and left behind a mystery.

 

Monday, 29 March 2010

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Reviews

[Phibby Venable]

very fine flow of words!