For wives who’ve lost their husbands… to Call of Duty: Warzone.
He left at dawn, into the haze,
A silent war, a digital maze.
No final call, no last goodbye—
Just echoes lost beneath the sky.
Between the game and battle’s fog,
I mourn my love, lost in Verdansk’s smog.
The circle shrinks, the gas creeps near,
A silent threat, both sharp and clear.
No armor guards from this unseen foe,
In Verdansk’s mist, we fade and go.
He held his breath, but lost the fight—
Vanished in the toxic night.