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My Worst Fear
My worst fear is to be trapped in a world, where nothing is real; A terrestrial nightmare that's just a façade. Existing in a realm where there's nothing to feel; Living beneath a Heaven, where there is no God. Escalated fears in the absence of rule, Leaders circumventing every natural birthright. Usurping freedoms and sharpening their tools; Powers that govern, in the darkness of night. Sinister sovereign rulers, their powers unclipped, Expressing their suppression over the land. Where righteousness, its virtues now stripped, Succumbs to the darkness, as the wave to the sand. How dark is the night, that never sees day; Naivety of the lamb; an injustice absolute. How deep the ocean; how crimson the bay? Man's inhumanity to man, the devil's commute. I'd suffer the pangs of the samurai's sword Rather than see my children languish in despair. My worst fear in their absence of any reward, In a world riddled with deceptiveness, that grossly unfair. June 20, 2016
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