You tried to murder me
An assassin in my blood
That caused my nose to bleed
My steps to tire like a death walk
Lumps to appear on my body
An unexpected stay in a hospital
Day after day of tests and exams
Your sinister intentions detected
Months of experimental treatments
With things looking dismal and deadly
Nothing was working, as if you won
As if I was in that shadowy valley
With the Grim reaper closing in
Somewhere in the middle of it all
A new treatment plan began killing you
Eventually you had to hide and desist
Receding somewhere inside of me
Your mission for months to kill me
Foiled, but I know you are waiting
Hoping to get another chance
To finish me off, but here’s what
You don’t know. I don’t give a damn
Kill me and I get the reward of
Going to my real, eternal home
Bob Boyd
