3 April 2014

FEAR

Rabid

I got the FEAR on baby

Of little opaque lies

And big fat truths

With razor sharp teeth

.

What will we be

If the blade should fall

And we gently bleed

Into common pools

Of love and hate

.

And the number

Of our fears

Outweighs

The quality

Of our

Existence

.

6 comments:

  1. Gloria Rodikis3 April 2014 at 14:51

    This is a very powerful poem ...the wild animal expression shows the breaking point of man...

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    1. Thank you Gloria - we all have a breaking point - those that bend often fare better.

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  2. Peaceful Flower3 April 2014 at 19:26

    Fear... such a powerful thing, it controls us more than we think... Fabulous piece!!!

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    1. Thank you Debra - I think fear is the prime motivator in the human heart.

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  3. Praveen Parasar3 April 2014 at 20:19

    Right on target John...the question you ask.

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