Min’ster or monster?
My son died in deadly disaster.
He was my love
A snow-white dove
Now lay buried in debris below.
The jealousy that rose
To the height of twin tower
One day had to come lower.
But not so swift
Like heart arrest
In seconds was all put to rest
In peace forever.
In grief I groan
For my son I mourn
I wish a pen with my tears
For peace were mightier
Than min’ster’ nuclear bomb
Or monster’s human