I fight
Not because I enjoy it
But because you ask me to
Why do you ask me to
Why do you think you enjoy it
I've seen you fight again and again
There is no joy
For you or for me
But I will fight
For as long as you ask me
I will fight
And look forward to the day
You no longer ask me
Always I have watched you When you were born I was there A happy father proud of his new born children Young, beautiful and full of such limitless promise I loved you so much then... I still do I laughed in joy as you took your first faltering...
I am dead and I am afraid I died alone and in great fear I tried hard to believe in things after death but I was confused and distracted by life I saw the light and was drawn towards it like a moth to a flame Now I stand on the...