I AM FEAR–LESS

  I tore through the chest of this beast
Plundered through the roots of this demon
Scavenged through spoils of this brute
   Oh! What valour I was
      Indeed Valour I worn
        The victory I won.
       Not until it dawned on me,
      That very obvious brutality
     The unsolicited and irreversible debt
       The unfathomable eventuality
         That you my love would one day
        Sail on the cold wings of this truant
       Float in the assuring cabin of this black sheep
       This reality slapped me hard in the face
       And left several portholes in clause
       "I will take her anyways"
      Then fear became a watchword
      My strength failed me
     I became terrified by it
    I surrendered
    Bitten with the knowledge
   That DEATH can take
    YOU from ME anytime.
    I yielded in the end.
         .                  .
               .       . 
        What feared became feared!!!!

©Melson