Fear
Fear will never have much pity.
It has no will to cease.
It devours the weak and witty.
It knows not the word of "peace."
It lives in the darkest shadows
Where the light will never shine.
The wickedness it for-shows.
All joy it doth confine.
Fear is a beast that cannot be tamed;
An emotion that cannot be restrained.
It won't rest until we fall
Or 'til a warrior's within us all.
Copyright © Michael G. Weston | Year Posted 2015
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