What’s Worth Kneeling For?
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 blade
and 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 enemies
And 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 fight
but 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 heart inside her 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.
It’s should’ve been me that developed that cancer.