May I choose to walk tall
They see the one who
Cannot cope with difficulties
Is naive to the dangers
That must come
The one of whom they will say:
“We need a victim
That one will do”
For fear is a bewilderment
An uncertainty in mind
A tendency to avoid
Unpleasant and unwanted things
And the world simply reflects
Your fear back at you
And the reflection will haunt
And ensnare you
Fear chokes the breath
Narcotises the blood
Makes its victims stoop and slink
As small, compressed things
Shallow breathers;
Quick and irregular
