Don’t close your eyes – you wouldn’t wake up,
Don’t drop your hands, don’t let your knees bend
Under the weight of what has been done
To you, and of the guilt for the harm you did
Wait! Do not fall asleep on me now!
There may be something out there that will
Yet touch your heart – perhaps, another wild dream
For which you’ll need your strength, love and grit
Do not let go, although you are tired!
Chase out the ghost of death from your eyes!
I dare you to survive in spite of all,
I know you’re all but gone… Turn around!
Fight for yourself, like I know you can –
And not because you want to, but just
Because it is your nature – you must,
Until you’re swallowed by the hungry ground
I will not judge when you learn to walk
Again; I will not look when you have to cry,
You know you have been given nine lives:
Nine agonizing births, and nine deaths
So count to nine, and rise one more time