I’m full of pride.I can’t run from a fight
and I won’t shame my name.
I’ll stand ready to die.
I don’t flinch for a bladeand I don’t fear the sound of a bullet.
A knife is just a tool for use or trade
and a gun is nothing without a digit.
I’ve fought enemiesand I’ve even fought a friend.
The fighting never reached its end
and I would think at times I had an injury.
I’ve never really had a reason to fightbut I never could back down.
Now more than ever all I can wear is a frown
because my love is fading from my sight.
She is the best of me
but we didn’t catch her disease in time.The other life in her heart is mine
So if she goes then I’ll cease to be.
If finally bending my knees saves her
then I do it proudly with no dishonor.My life without her would just be horror.
I never thought my greatest enemy would be cancer.