Everyone on their own
No one to love
No one to hold
No one to call their own

But wait; what’s that I see
Another war and no one called for me?
I feel something flowing inside me
Like I must join the war that called out to me

To feel like I have a PURPOSE
It’s glowing I must let it out
But danger lies ahead with no doubt
I have to join; I need to

I put on my armour and
don’t care If I cease to exist
To find my loved ones
Oh what a gift!

I fought and fought
Four years after
My loved ones returned
But oh what a burn

To see them all grown
That DEVELOPMENT that change
Oh so massive
that change so RAPID

Again another burn
I asked “Where’s my baby girl?”
“Well” said my wife
“She’s not here as you can see”

She tried to joke
it didn’t work
I asked, “What is the Truth?”
“I really must know!”

“She fell off her bed
And that was the end
For our little precious girl.”
I cried and cried that night

Feeling lost in the middle of the night
No one to help
As if I lost my PURPOSE
With no beginning or end

Sadness poured over me
Like spilled tea
Or like rain falling uncontrollably
But still my poor baby girl

I don’t even know anymore
Oh so help me
I can’t wake up
Oh well; I guess I’m no more.