Fear is taught

Fears stay forever, They don't deteriorate like weather. And I watch them through my foggy window, And I watch their lies flow. To grow old is to grow wise, That's what they said. But all this talk has gotten to their head, Presidents and doctors and Gymnasts too, This wisdom is not enough to mistake you, They thrive for openings to their neverending fears. They strive for a open door when they haven't seen one in years. And though they have no idea. It's better than to stay and fear. Everyone feels fear, As if it has overcome us. A population not comfortable, Of confronting what's Infront of us, Though I see the appeal. And I watch the little children, Ride their bikes and splash in the mud, From my fogged up windowsill.