This word bring fear in to the heart of the brave
It brings the strong to there knees
My breath taken away, my chest concave
The heart never stops, but at this it will freeze
Death is one thing I am scared of no more
Never again will it bring tears to my eyes
Now in life I may soar
For I will not cry when I die
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great realisation. Dan.