Category : Poems

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I’ve been battling demons for eighty years
Through blood and and screams and silent 
tears
Been at the brink of death
A blink away from my last breath 

I’ve foiled them all at every stage
Life -a gift to precious to loose 
Looking back I am amazed
To stare them down with their Devii-eye
Glaze

I’m no hero and I’m not bragging
Millions go through worse 
But turning around a life that’s draggingi
That’s a bitter-unwanted curse

I’ve cherished the love I’ve been given
Proud of the love I gave
It helped make my life worth living
When they tried to put me in the grave

With whatever time I’ve got left
I will bless the good things
They help me fight the evil
And promises of joy it will bring