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