Jg Collins Poet Prose Poetry

Afraid

We are born 
into an
 unknown 
world.
Slowly 
we learn 
as we go.
Taught by 
those who
came before.
Who in turn
we're taught
by those who
came before.
Generation after
generation
passing 
knowledge 
forward.

Knowledge 
differed 
region
by region. 
Belief systems 
differed 
region by 
region.

The common 
link
in all this?
The
knowledge 
passed  
had its
roots 
in beliefs of 
ancient people, 
people who
we're 
gripped 
by fear.
Fear of 
the world they 
were born into. 
Fear of the 
unknown 
Fear of death.

Today we still
fear the
 unknown.
We still fear 
death.

Until we 
conquer 
our fears, 
we can not
move forward.
If we can not
move forward,
we'll be
devoured
by our
future.

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