Advance Fear

Written by: Eileen R. Kelly

Your sweat vacates your brow like treacle...

...You shudder as your conscience trembles...

I stand firm...like mighty oak...

Go round me if you dare...

I stand firm like mighty oak...

In sweet silence I hold my tongue...

In time all things will be done...

I stand in wait...

I stand firm like mighty oak...

Go round me if you dare...