Then, when I returned, I had no more fears Back as a lion though I left a lamb I strode with vigor, to scale the last hill Alas! On the crest I burst into tears The same war that made me the man I am had vanquished my home, such a bitter pill !
Originally written sometime in the summer of 2015. I started to think about a person leaving their poor home and rising to infamy through death visited upon others. How it doesn't matter how tough you are, you will suffer among all the others.