In A Tragic Situation 13

Tears after the danger is a soldier who aims after shooting

Thinking twice, thrice and once I almost died in an attack

Fears clocked in my minutes, hours and days counting

Taking my first breath from the tragedy in a heart pack

Bears are drinks took whose opportunity was a survival

Dressing in names of non-drunkards I couldn’t drink

Flyers in imaginations of film actors great fighter’s trial

Regretting my own weakness to wish and wish no blink

Had I been undertaker great wrestler to be feared

Had I been the iron man in avengers to run after them in space

I would have survived the tragic situation greatly aimed

I would have become a self hero the duty played cool police

But I didn’t care about my life at all, in the three minutes

What I remember is it was a violent attack, I swear it hates.