Lasting

He was my father, my savior, my only,
Father of war, mother, disguised mother of war,
He and I left behind, in the wreckage of our dwellings,
The worst we thought was over, but yet still was more to come,
They left in hope to save us, to make a better day,
But in the end we only wish, that they had both just stayed,
We grew up lingering on their distant memories,
Enduring life the best we could,
But as finally we thought there could be no more,
A new war was at its dawn,
I knew he left for me, to keep my life worth living,
I can still hear all there distant calls,
But I am left behind; I am with them no more.

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