The war: come home for me
Part 1
“I will wait for you,
I will be here waiting for you
When you are out there fighting for our country, I want you to always know that there is someone waiting for you back at home,
Please promise me that you will be back”
We shared tears on each other’s shoulders
I wanted to tell her that I am scared
But my words were silent.
We kiss with our body, deep in the pool of our tears
“I will be back, I will be back my love, please don’t cry”
“My love what if this is the last time?”
“Please have faith, remember 1 Corinthians 16:13:”
It was hard for her
It was even harder for me too,
She gave me a couple of our pictures
I put them in my bag
I looked at her with a smile that says
“Even if I don’t make it, I want you to know that I love you”
Outside the cheering were so loud, “it must be a pickup bus”
Her eyes melted,
I looked at her and smiled
“I promise I will be back”
I walked out of the door
The sky was full of dust,
The street was full of crowd
Our country flag was waving in the dusty sky
Hope chased away my fear
I felt brave when I saw the smiles of young and old when they looked at me
“This is for them, this is for them”
In a large crowd, her face was so bright,
It was like it’s her alone
When the bus started to move, in a blink of an eye she was on the window
With me
“I love you, please don’t leave me, John, don’t leave me, please don’t leave”
“I will be back for you, please remember 1 Corinthians 16:13, I will always have you in my mind, I will always think about you, I will write to you every day and every night, I love you, and I will come back home for you”
Her hand was tight on the window, she didn’t want to let go
She couldn’t stop crying.
They took her off the window
She fought her way out and she began running after the bus
But the bus was too quick and she couldn’t catch up with it
I watched on the window
She stood there crying and crying
Until she went on the ground
“Mate, you have to become back for that woman, she loves you”
I have to be strong,
I have to come back for her
I will come back for her.
Cold far away from home
Day and night I crave your presence
I dream about you every night
Being away from you feels like my blessings are scattered in these dead bodies
I am lonely in the heart of the cold war
I miss you,
I miss your smile,
I miss your laughter
My love I am writing to you tonight
It’s been nine weeks since I left home
Sorry I couldn’t write for the past two
The war is not yet over,
Day in and out,
Our men are taking out in large numbers
I am trying, by all means, to survive for you
I can’t wait for this war to end so that I can be home with you
You gave me the meaning of life
You taught me humanity
You taught me to be myself
Being away from you made me realise how much I love you and I will forever want to lay next to you
The day is coming where I will wake up next to you
Your pictures give me hope in this hopeless place
There is a lot I want to share with you
But all the stories mean nothing compared to sharing my love with you
I love you
And I will write to you again.
It’s been nineteen weeks and three days
I smell nothing but the blood of another human being
Lately, I have missed the sound of my heartbeat
I don’t know if I am alive or not,
Influenza is bringing me down
I lay cold, in our mobile clinic
I am worried if I will make it out of this war zone
My love, I am losing hope,
Half of our men are dead
There is no love in this war
So many suicide bombs
Children are turned into repels
We have no choice but to kill them
I lost my friend,
He was shot by a fifteen-year-old “man”
Everyone is an enemy
It’s a kill or be killed
Sorry to bore you with all the war stories
My love are you okay?
I haven’t received any letter from you,
It’s been a month now,
Are you okay?
I wish to hear from you
Your pictures are still smiling at me
I still hear your laughter in my head
Though I smell of blood
But when I close my eyes
I see you
Your essence is giving me hope
I might be discharged soon
They need me at the field
I will be with you soon
I don’t know when
But I will be with you soon
Please write back to me
I wish to hear from you.
The wonders of how she is doing have been bugging me
She used to write back
But the train of letters have stopped
I take out her picture and I talk with it
“My love, what’s going on? Why are not writing to me back?”
She promised to write back
But she has stopped
Love never felt so weak
What’s going on?
They are telling me that
Maybe you have a man
But you have a ring on your finger and you can’t do that
She vowed in front of God
I know God is protecting her
He is protecting me here
I am not yet dead but I feel empty inside.
One morning we woke up
The war has finally ended
My I have bullet holes on my body
But a soldier never dies
I can’t wait to see my love
I can’t wait to finally wake up next to her
I can’t wait
I can’t wait...