Fear - A Poem

Fear
- Annabelle Huber

Fear

A word, a feeling, a friend

This can not be the end to us 

An action that causes such destruction, it takes over us 

You can see It in the people 

Even at the steeple 

We lift up our hands to pray yet still we say we are scared

The part I do not understand is that we try to make it known to man that we are fear, we should be feared, but we fear. 

The word isn’t just one, but many. 

The shapes and forms come in plenty

Why do we spread this, It’s not alright 

We see with our eyes but we have no sight 

Where’s the light? 

Where is the beautiful sight of happiness and cheer, a world without fear, where has it all gone. 

Like sister to sister we argue but whisper the lies and the fear that we should be the right ones here, 

We play with the meaning as if it is a toy 

We take joy from the fear of others 

I will not stand by any longer 

Why are we making this word get stronger

For He my father has commanded one another 

To love, have faith, speak truth where there’s is hate

And be grateful. 

For he did not give us the power of fear 

But if we do he is always near 

So do not fear for he is always with you 

His rod and his staff should always comfort you 

With the power of Love, hate will be overthrown 

For he is waiting for us up above on his throne

As we lift up our voices for all to hear 

We shout out to fear that it is not welcome here.