The Sand Hill Review http://www.sandhillreview.org 2005
The Son of my Friend
The son of my friend is a
He joined at eighteen with lofty ideals.
The consequences were unforeseen.
Thought the war would be over when he
turned nineteen,
happy Iraqis eating Happy Meals,
and grateful to the
His high school friend, a pacifist Green,
rants against war and corporate deals
with consequences unforeseen.
Meanwhile in Tikrit,
the hapless fellahin
search the rubble for all it conceals
under the watch of a
Deployed to
the American son takes up smoking and
pills,
consequences unforeseen.
Now after a year, fear and death are
routine.
Liberation at gun point no longer appeals.
The son of my friend is a
The consequences were unforeseen.
April
Eiler