256. Tell me of the brave.

Tell me of the brave,
He says.

The brave are those who
In the moment of facing Death
Stands up, takes a bow,
And gives his best fight

In that moment
Nothing matters.

Give me your best shot.

For the brave
There is no sense

There is only
Energy
Heart-pumping
Pure
Wild
Energy.

As they lay to count
Their last breaths
Only then do they smile
And say

I have no regrets.

Tuesday, 25 March 2014, NIE Library.
As part of an in-class assignment given by Dr Yeo, my Literature tutor.

Stimuli given:

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