Long Time Ago In The War

Once I visit the war

As a curious stranger

A young man with

(Quite) noble motives

The war was in full swing

Being near the frontline

In a besieged city

Listening to random shooting

Feeling trapped and scared

I felt very well, being in a sort of

Hypertension being aware

Feeling strong and present

I returned to my safe country

Leaving the war behind

I fell and kept on falling

Feeling like a rundown

Tired octogenarian

The tiredness never left