A New Trip

Again, I am on my way to darkness.
This time I'm not looking for fears
not running away from shame
not escaping fear.
I will go fetch those I knew
when I was a child:
the shaman
the wizard
the monarch
the adventurer
the viking,
all the strength I left behind.
Fears attack me
like a herd of rats
but to hell with them.
I kick them aside
and march them flat.
I don't have time for them.
I run into shadows
since the drumming has begun.

Song of Life