When the crocodile eats the sun
And fleeting darkness sweeps the earth like flirtatious winds
Old souls are laid to rest in the red dusts of the earth
And fear covers ma psyche
Like a dark day covered by a clear night

I fear the vast dimensions of eternity
That have no fear for mortality
And transmits fatality without fright
 I am terrified of death
A blind alley down the valley of ruin
That comes rolling on perfidious wings of inevitability
With the possibility of painting misery
Indiscriminately without incrimination
To unsuspecting hearts

I fear the unpredicted douse of my soul
My being stolen with no recession of penitence
No repentance and penance
But mostly, I fear that when I die the promised
Life in a plantation over creation
Where salvation is celebrated by the whole population,
The place where the old say the sun darts monochrome light into sonorous seas
That dance to the ancient breath of heavenly winds
 As they murmur deep in the greens
Would turn out to be just that a fiction,
For hope is nature’s veil for hiding life’s sham fictions

Night, day I fight like a knight
To blot out the blight of fear hoping it might take flight
Like a kite in the stir of a breeze
Night, day I fight like a knight hoping that fright
Will get frightened from my trite challenge at warfare
But still he remains
How I so wish to take my AK and stall his balls from rolling
If I can’t kill him then I can just hope that
I’ll one day break the icy claw of fear of death
And allow my mind to hear
The whirlpools of my intellect as they steer ma brains to cheer
And accept the dear grace of life’s laws
For Death abides by the laws of life after all
And no matter how much I fear and nag him
He won’t listen
No death won’t listen
And he’ll always be on ma soles
Until the end time, when the crocodile eats the sun