My fear of death, is dreadful and true, death is a fact, for me and for you, the terror is not knowing, the how and the when, anticipating the day, again and again, murder, suicide, or sudden death, accident, natural causes, or the lack of breath, either way it goes, I still have some fear, when will my day come, this year or next year, the fear of death, is as real as can be, but when that day comes, I’ll be fearless and free.