For my grandmother

As the years pass I have seen more than you can ever imagine in life.

I saw a maniac’s control over a whole country, you might know his name,

My school was bombed and I was alone, scared in a dark basement.

I was only thirteen, too young for the terrible times that awaited.

Afterwards, the world changed where I could communicate in minutes, hooray!

Then came these little flat moving screens, like mini TVs,

now this is all normal and at everyday life.

Just when I thought the worst was over,

came this pandemic eighty-one years later on.

May the peaceful years await me,

with my family and friends,

together we will wait,

until this ends.

To my

grandmother.