Fight
don’t
don’t throw me out
into the garbage
people must keep fighting in this world
and I still have meat on my bones
and a few living cells in my head
and I am not yet fully dead
I still have some fight
I have too little time now
now to pray
during the day
or at night too
too little time
at night now
now to pray or to fight
I must rest
when the time comes
and I am fully spent
I will pray then
then that the time is not
not now to late
to change my faith
and get there where
I will finally rest
rest in peace
for all time then
then there then when
I am fully dead
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