Be Not Afraid Of Anything

Afraid of the cold Even under suffering I do not fear Only that the body Doesn't agree to work It need rest and comfort too. Afraid of loneliness I have antedote for it I look on the flowers in my garden Smile to every passers by Take a cup of tea and read books Till my eyes tired and sleep. Afraid of old age Simply put things in its own perspective Everything has it's expiry date There's a beginning and end of everything It's God's love that one arrive in ripe age There's reward of things in its right keeping. Afraid of death Not in my vocabulary also I only fear Him Who can kill my body And led my soul to hell That is He whom I fear.