Never thought much about the future,
Never thought about what the future would hold,
Never thought of tomorrow or of growing old,
Never gave deep thought to my deeds
Or how they might affect my soul,
I was just a youngster in love
With sex, drugs and Rock'n Roll,
Became a soldier and went to war,
Was never the same anymore…
It started 45 years ago,
Forevermore … forevermore,
Memories of war,
Its sorrow,
Sorrow that moved in to stay,
Yesterday, today…
And most likely will remain tomorrow...
Forevermore,
By,
Habib Abu Lateef
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