The Parthian Shot

     The Parthian shot was really red

     But some say it was really blue

     The target met-- it was really red

     Spilled blood is never blue

     The silver spoon was there ‘til noon

     But gone when it was time for bed

     The retreating platoon left under the moon

     Some bled-- and that blood was red

     The Parthian shot was fired at night

     When angels sleep and brave men weep

     And the blue blood spurs the fight

     When the fog cleared it was red blood in eternal sleep

     The Parthian shot was really red

     Now no one says it was blue

     Red bloods bled and blue bloods fled

     Spilled blood is never blue

     ©12/06Terry Sutherland

     Sans Peur

     Terry