"I vow
to never speak of fear
with the eyes
of my enemies watching," you said.
My dear friend,
you called everyone your enemies.
You drove your emotions so far away
you forgot it was you
who held them first.
My dear friend,
was that the closest
you could get to
not hurting?
You spoke of courage
straight to the face of death
with eyes not blinking.
My dear friend,
what is courage
without the fear of death
and the passion to live?