Fear Is Fake

An impulse, like hunger or thirst, that marks, Need for defense from a danger that sparks; Nervousness if not attended to and healed, Turns phobia and soon great power wield...! Aren't snakes, spiders, and cockroaches creatures? Don't tigers and lions have tender features? Aren't fire and air midst other facets, Function as Mother Nature's great assets...? Why should I fear the dead and their spirits? Aren't good deeds to the alive, my merits? Can daggers or guns or cannons kill me, When the endless life, in my soul, flows free...? Psychologic senses, yet, are aroused. Cognitive logic, like drunk bees, drowsed. Behavioral emptiness created, Emotions, for the sake of fear, weighted...! Fear is like a rope that seems like a snake, That, for a split second, my self does shake; This, like a speck on a stream, flows away, When confidence and courage come to stay...! 16 January 2023 Fear Is Liar Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Sotto Poet