Our Will To Answer
Fear, the ghost of indecision
where darkness stalks each day
Confusion our ignoble master,
bewildered we fall prey
Terror caught in nightly doldrums,
the walls start closing in
As choices wait our will to answer
—or die this fate within
(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2020)
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