Death's Hands On My Shoulder

Death dangles his hands in my front Like a pendulum Bob, Yet,I'm not scared , even though I lost my entire family in s fatal auto crash,I'm not afraid , Got deformed in a gas explosion , Losing my foster parent ,I remain unperturbed; I will over come, My eyes are dry like moist desert , My heart is frozen;frozen with sorrow , My emotions are dead,dead! to the outside world , My love is sour and my soul cannot be consoled, For those that I love are no more , And now I battle with prostrate cancer, As death rest his hands on my shoulders, This romance will soon end. 7-29-2017