My Greatest Fear
I fear no man nor any man's intent
I am not afraid of fire or of flood
The Devil can keep his phosphorous scent
And I am not moved by another's blood
I pride myself on having a brave soul
I risk my life in pursuit of freedom
I fight for man's rights as a common goal-
Grandpa died on the field at Antietam
But when I'm alone and put down my gun
Darkness and darkness alone is my fear
I speak not of the darkness of the sun -
It's the absence of Sense that brings a tear
I see a coffin lowered in the ground
In dirt that has been dug and sanctified
I am alive inside and hear no sound -
No light, no smell and I am terrified
I waste little time on this baseless fear
I fight today's fights and forget that dream
But now and then that darkness brings a tear -
I bite on my fist to stifle a scream
9/29/2016
for contest Your Greatest Fear
Copyright © Larry Bradfield | Year Posted 2016
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