They Have Got Him Now Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

They have Got Him Now
War is a great adventure, every boy dreams about it. And writers of lies tell
stories of sacrifices and great feats of courage.
I have done it again being a place don´t want to be, sit seven floors up on
a terrace and all I can think of is falling into oblivion. it only takes few seconds
the air stream and the noise and the blessed silence.
The failure of many failures and I´m living tomorrows and can´t remember
the way home, the homes of homes where I was born.
The wrapping papers of gifts not opened how I can face tomorrow.
My cowardice is the only thing left I can trust.
Pre dawn and the echo continues, this is not your world it ended years ago when
you knew you are a ghost of childhood past.
the boredom is absolute. Tomorrows I will remember home and safe amongst
books that I once wrote I shall be safe and relive what I forgot. And wars will go on
as they always have but I will not play a part of lives’ brutal carrousel.
Seven floors up, in my house there are no places to fall.