The light does not go off

In the darkness that surround me,

Black like a well where one is drowning,

I give thanks to the gods of any kind,

For my unconquerable soul and proud,

In circumstances cruel,

I neither moaned nor cried,

Bruised by this existence,

I'm standing though wounded,

In this place of wrath and tears,

Looms the shadow of death,

And I do not know what fate holds for me,

But I am and I remain without fear,

Also close is the way,

Many infamous punishment,

I am the master of my fate,

I am the captain of my soul.

REST IN PEACE ... MAX BEAUVOIR

DAVID NELSON 0918/2015