I Will See Another Day

I Will See Another Day

I fall to the ground,
my body has been found;
As he stands above me with a gun,
I know my life is done.

I take my final breath of air,
then I look at him with a stare;
I will die for a good cause,
I will not show my weakness or flaws.

As his finger becomes closer to the trigger,
my eyes become bigger;
I relax my mind,
I close my eyes so I can be blind.

I begin to think of my mother,
she was like no other;
I begin to think of my sister,
I will miss her.

I accept my fate,
I will be going home in a wood crate;
I lived many wonderful years,
with no regrets or fears.

Then everything comes to a stop,
I hear a body drop;
I open my eyes,
I feel my body begin to rise.

I’m being carried,
not being buried;
Fear goes away,
I will live to see another day.

Clayton Williams
4/2/11