Posted on December 10, 2023  — 

Me in Bunker

For weeks I have had blistering heat
And humid weather seemed a treat
The mosquitoes fed with their kisses
So loud and noisy the enemies’ hisses.


Different today as the winter comes
Cold nights and dawns it welcomes
Down it descends the rain at times
The freezing winds visit oftentimes.


Have had numerous sleepless nights
Nonetheless always wary the eyesights
I stand still with my firearms valiantly
Unafraid of the gunshots coming daily.


Taking eats and drinks freezing and mild
Missing mom’s cooked meal like a child
That I may not be able to ingest it again
For any time I could be heaven’s gain.


I do long for my home like everybody
But I stand here for no future tragedy
Was disgraced by all as the unlawful
Now maybe deemed fine and useful


In the interval between death and life
I am strong even before the foes’ knife
Sacrificing my today for our tomorrow
The Tomorrow where there’s no sorrow.

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