Fear
Fear
Thou make a warrior lame
An enemy to our race
Thy means so recondite
Suffered by all except none
In thee, ideas die
And motives murdered
Dreams doomed
Yet, no finger nor flesh
Thou are guilty on many a count
Starting from unactualization to death
Except you are defeated
We shall become fugitives
For a fearless man
Can be attributed as a god
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