Cowardice

I’ve never in my life
Met a challenge with fear
Or fought a battle
With tears
Shining brightly in my eyes…

Bur now D-day grows closer
And my hands begin to shake,
My thoughts begin to scatter
Like grains on a windy day…

Even as I see the enemy,
My fear does not dissipate,
And even as I try and reach
For my sword,
Not a single muscle
Does unclench…

The enemy bears down on me,
Poised and ready to strike,
Still I stand mutely,
Unable to think/move…

I’ve been far acclaimed as a marksman
And many a warrior has sung my praise,
Yet still today as I am before my enemy,
I cannot move to strike;
Fear has left me numb,
Cowardice has left me spineless…

In a few seconds, my head
Will be lolling on the ground,
Yet still, my darn muscles
Won’t respond to my call:
I’M DYING! I’M DYING!
But even my voice,
Comes out as a whisper!
I have turned against me
In my greatest hour of need!

WHO CAN SAVE ME?
WHO CAN STOP MY IMMINENT DEATH?