A wife and a son

I can’t deny
how sad i am
With a huge hole inside
Is where i stand
With a bullet in the chest
My man has died
And with him
a part of me
Leaving a cold tear
Close to my soul
That will never go

All i can think is you
And our new born
Who will never see his dad
Because he was in a war
And he didnt survive

My love, my heart
If i could talk to you
And reach you one last time
I would talk about
Our beutiful son
Whos now six months old
He has your eyes
And my nose
But it’s your soul
What i see most
I know he’s just
A new born
But im afraid
Because in his eyes
I see the same look
You got when you left
For the last time
To fight in the war

About the Author
Abraham Benguigui was born on October 14, 1993 in Caracas, Venezuela. He was raised in the Jewish community and moved to the United States to get an undergraduate degree in Architectural Engineering, specializing in lighting.