The messengers brought back
Letters of sad news
Down by the South
In that little town
Isolated by the grape vinesWe heard of the young man
Though the mind was disciplined
His spirit gave way
After some time of resilience
I blame the world
Of silenceBecause in the stillness
The disciplined mind
Is no match for the forces
Forever testing our spiritIn the end - we remember
Ashwill Boer
Our peer, comrade
Engineer in the making
So we get to saluting.