We may not emerge
As shining knights
Nor worn and gritty
Survivors.

Some where in between
Broken and healed
We may be scarred
All our life

Alone we may
Or along with many
Mourn the loss of
The loved ones

And sink into palms
Of untold grief
At the lost ways
Of our old life.

©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar