Fences

From the text:

I ain’t making up nothing. I’m telling you the facts of what happened. I wrestled with Death for three days and three nights and I’m standing here to tell you about it. (Pause.) All right. At the end of the third night we done weakened each other to where we can’t hardly move. Death stood up, throwed on his robe...had him a white robe with a hood on it. He throwed on that robe and went off to look for his sickle. Say, “I’ll be back.” Just like that. “I’ll be back.” I told him, say, “Yeah, but...you gonna have to find me!” I wasn’t no fool. I wan’t going looking for him. Death ain’t nothing to play with. And I know he’s gonna get me. I know I got to join his army...his camp followers. But as long as I keep my strength and see him coming...as long as I keep up my vigilance...he’s gonna have to fight to get me. I ain’t going easy.