His name was to be Jet

from birth adorned in black

he was to be a hero

following his fathers footsteps


A creature of wisdom and the arts

he would be my child of wonder

but no.... I still cry now and then

thinking of what would of been


The son I never had

such a child I wanted

I would of trained him

till the end of my empty life



By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris