Poem 19


Yet. . . I must go on

I am called
Cheered on
Yet. . .
There is another
I feel pain
Yet. . .
I go on
Meeting
Very brief
I can feel his claws
Claw back
Yet. . .
I feel pain
I see hope
Fills my soul
I must go on
I claw back
Rage fills souls
Mine is calm
Yet. . .
He triumphs
My body. . .
Defeated
My soul. . .
Stronger
I must go on