A corrupt and brutal boor,
blinded by his hate and greed,
by his own lies, in the ruins of his mind,
has condemned us all to bleed.
We can only hug in memories.
I had so much more to say,
but my tears fell on the border road,
as I watched you walk away.
The vigil flame’s for all who flee,
who stay, who fight, who soldier on,
who grieve amidst the dark unknown.
For every mother without her son.