I never liked war movies,
Always ran away from them.
I love my life optimistic
With a little drama,
But I did not believe
I will be part of a war
An endless war.
To wake up to the alarm scream,
Such a scary sound
That moves the soul around.
We have 40 seconds to run to shelter
40-seconds which feel like a battle for my life,
And I, I want to stay alive.
After all the boom sounds, I know I have survived, for now.
But what about the next time? And the next time after that?
These days there are no nights and days
And any worries I had before forgotten,
And requests to God I had once wished, return to me.
I have but one wish left, please let all of this end.
Now it is a quiet again, but it may be the still before the bigger storm.