There was talk of connection,
There were bowed heads and sighs.
There was talk of deception,
Yet I could see through the lies.
There was talk of abduction,
There were false alibies.
Photographed mutilation,
I saw pain in his eyes.
There was talk of execution,
My father gasped with surprise.
There was a courtroom eruption,
Then no more suit's, shoe's and tie's.
It was false accusation,
Yet still tearful goodbyes.
Then came notification,
But mum said love never dies.
