Fear!(A Fantasy)
Oh my Lord, what should I do?
Our neighborhood is Ripe for crime,
I live alone in this old apartment-
The lock would not hold back a kick!!
Am I being punished for bullying those kids in my youth,
Or is God just showing me how fear feels?
What should I do for I have no way to move-
I can't pay a mover because I have no money.
I guess I'll go to bed and cover my head
And say a prayer for protection,
Hark! I hear a noise outside my door,
I'll just be quiet and maybe it will go away!!
"Please God, stay with me this night.i "
Copyright © Patricia Leonaitis | Year Posted 2007
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