Imagine if your war was fought daily,
in the living room, kitchen, bedroom, bathroom.
Your home is your theatre.
The supermarket is your theatre.
The bus, the car, the train –
these are all your theatres.
You are never off stage,
There is no intermission.
And when the final curtain falls,
And the theatre of war has cleared,
A new battle begins –
But this battle is worth the fight.
For at the end,
When you lay down your sword
And lower your shield,
You will be free,
And your war
Becomes a memory.