I only got to know you
for five minutes,
just long enough for 
a three-second handshake,
but not enough to find out
what your family name was.
I never heard of you again
after that night,
until the day they told me
that you have done 
the greatest deed
that one can ever do:
to give up one's life
for one's friends.
And somehow, 
that handshake is enough,
was enough, 
and will forever be enough
for I have shaken
the hand of a hero.


bad mood at an outing | midnight hour