Unconditional

Written after a bout of emotional soccer with the ex-wife..my heart of course the ball.

I go not gentle
to this long dark night.
I'll not rage,
just stand and fight.

Slipping punches,
dodging blows.
Losing ground,
getting slow.

Eyes bruised, swollen.
Knuckles battered, bloody.
Shoulders back, defiant.
Head high, proud.

At the divide of Day and Night.
Ahead Darkness, behind Light.
Dusk, Evening, Twilight.
For me there shall be no dawn.