I Wonder

By Alex Bambos

As I sit by the window,
Calling back the times,
Where I fought for my life,
I wonder…

I wonder how I managed to survive,
Among the sick, the wounded, the dead.
How I avoided joining them,
How I always lived.

I wonder how I managed to do what was asked of me.
Sleeping in dirty hovels at night,
Moving through the mounds of dead bodies,
Remembering that my body,
Might as well be mine.

I wonder how I got used to it all,
Crawling through shadows, like a rat,
Faking death,
Cheating death.

Looking back on those times,
I ask myself how I did it all.
Some say courage, others say strength.
Still, to this very day,
I wonder…