In lands of promise, dreams once
bright,
A young man left, set out in flight,
To seek knowledge, a degree to
attain,
Leaving behind his home, untouched by
gain.
But on his return, a sight to appall,
No home remained, just scars on the
wall,
War's cruel hand, it tore asunder,
His family's hard-earned place, now a
distant thunder.
He weeps in shadows, a fugitive's
plight,
For crimes not his, he hides from the
light,
In a world he thought was meant to
be,
His haven, his home, but war stole
the key.
As night descends, his dreams turn
grim,
His sister's body, torn limb from
limb,
War's cruel touch, it haunts his
rest,
A tale of heartache, in his chest,
suppressed.
In this world of pain, he roams
alone,
A war-torn heart, a soul overthrown,
Yet through the tears and endless
strife,
He carries the memories, and
treasures life.
Each dawn that breaks, a glimmer of
hope,
Through shattered dreams, he learns
to cope,
With strength he finds in
resilience's grace,
He keeps his family's memory in its
rightful place.
In the midst of chaos, he stands
tall,
Defying despair, refusing to fall,
For in his heart, he carries the
light,
A beacon of love, in the darkest of
night.
Though war has taken much away,
His spirit remains, undiminished to
this day,
He weeps for the past, and the
innocence lost,
But in his determination, he finds
the cost.
In lands of promise, dreams may be
marred,
Yet within his soul, a resilience
scarred,
He faces a world that tried to erase,
His dreams and his home, but love
finds its place.