Back to my battlefield

Back to my battlefield

Are you calling me back to my battlefield my friend?

The one from many years ago

The one I was scared to be on

The one I thought was full of hope

The one I was stupid to step into

The one I did not know anything about

The one I learned all my stuff in life

The one I wish I did not know anything about

The one I was cursing in my sleep

The one I thought was unjust and cruel

The one I kept myself on the edge

Are you calling me back to my battlefield my friend?

The one I saw my friends dying from a distance

The one I was scared to death to be on

The one I met friends and enemies on

The one I was loved on and my heart was cut to bits

The one I discovered my real blood and kin on

The one I was betrayed and I left others

The one I earned everything I have from

The one I was humiliated on and where I triumphed again

The one I felt to the ground to and where I rose again

The one I was In Hell and on the Top of the World

The one I thought there was the end of me

Are  you calling me back to my battlefield my friend?

The one I met God on and He opened my eyes

The one I was wounded and healed on

The one I can get on only once in life

The one I went to when I was young

The one I got tired of and I thought I left

The field I never left, but just stepped off for a while

Until The final horn sounds to call us back to our final walk

The walk that will takes us back in time to the battlefield

Where we were young and scared to be on………..

© Alexander ILIN-Bennett