I am not afraid.

I am not afraid.
I paint my face with colors of red, crimson red, blood red.
I am " great hollow fire"  and I am not afraid.
I am not afraid of the deep white vast snow invading my land nor the chilling , piercing air trapped in my chest, I am not afraid of their guns, or the dryness of summer, I am not afraid of hunger.
I am not afraid. not of the cruelty of war nor it`s vast destruction.
not of the deliriousness of helpless loss.
not of the terror of rejection.
not the living nor the dead.
because I am "great hollow fire" and I am not afraid.