Fear Now My Prey
Repelled by tradition
and past status-quo
I enter the jungle
where hides the unknown
Rejecting excuses
and all that’s passé
My bow is drawn tightly
—with fear now my prey
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
