#503

there was a time
when i would always ask,
"is this really you?"
- because i could never understand.

that time has long passed us by
if we learned nothing
from the lessons taught in pain
at least we have our scars
to prove that we once fought wild beasts.
if we live to be called "old men"
they will be witnesses
of our torturous journey

there was a time
when i would always ask
"is this really you?"
i knew you not
even though you marched beside me
through 2 campaigns
your sweat mixed with my blood
we laboured for our very lives together
 - yet i did not understand.

the years have shown us much -
there was a time
when i would always ask
"is this really you?"
because i never could understand.
now i can say,
"this is who you are"
i have seen you do
the same thing over and over
- and i still can never understand

this is who you are
i can never understand
but i know.
i understand.
i do. now.
(i think).




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