The Worst Fear Imaginable

It is the one fear I have never experienced,
And I would not wish it on anybody,
As once embraced,
There is no escape,
With harm to others and ultimate self-destruction,
Always the end result.

This fear grows stronger every day,
It feeds off any negative thoughts,
And seeks out any feelings of guilt,
To grow even stronger.

To fear being Human,
Must bring to those infected unimaginable pain,
With no kind wishes in sight.

How can we lesson its impact,
When lines between what is real and what is not,
Are constantly getting blurred,
And only our bad deeds being carried on the news.

Maybe, just maybe the Power of words like,
Hope, Love, community, friendship will get us past the fear,
But for that we need poetry,
And lots of it,
So, get busy and don't be shy,
The sky is the limit,
Once your hidden talent is let loose on the world.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Andresen Avatar
March 26, 2019 at 1:14 PM
- This is problematic for many people David :) - Whats crazy is that it's the very vulnerability and imperfection we fear ... great written - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Smith Avatar
March 26, 2019 at 3:34 PM
Glad you understood the message in my poem. Appreciate your taking time to read. I have just finished making sweet short pastry from scratch and am about to bake blind for first time. My next chemo is on Friday. Best regards David.
Romios Avatar
March 24, 2019 at 1:47 PM
David..your poem carries a terrific message. I am moved.well done! Panagiota
Smith Avatar
March 24, 2019 at 2:39 PM
thank you that means a lot to me. It is so sad with watching people consume themselves with self loathing and a racked with guilt for being human. For me being human is about striving to rise above all that and and celebrating all the inherent good in being human and turning ourselves into some we can love. Very best regards David in NZ . ps My next chemotherapy is on Friday. The session will not be as long as the first.
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