Nicotine and wispy hair
A life of turmoil brought him there
Sitting still with cup in hand
Dreaming of a distant land
Staring blankly at the wall
He lost the patience for it all
Saved two lives from war and pain
Taught them how to love again
Alexander
In a city ripped in half
The bombers clouds wouldn’t pa**
His heavy heart and troubled mind
Alex he was left behind
Who am I to think I know
I have no children of my own
We’ll make it up as we go
Alex you are not alone
Alexander