We all thought we had enough time
until we stood in hospital corridors
with a deadly disease and little hope,
until someone we loved passed away
without saying goodbye,
until war arrived
and missiles struck our homes.

We didn’t realize
that nobody really cared
about the things we were doing.
We were free to do
whatever we wanted.

And finally, when wrinkles
appeared on our faces,
we realized.

Our time had always been limited
from the very first day.