I fear.

I fear violence

and death.

I fear that my children will live in a world without hope,

 a world without love.

I fear the fist.

 (I fear the trigger even more.)

I fear my life being too short,

my voice being stifled.

I fear the reach of my helping hand.

I fear my platform is too shaky.

I fear I will have to face this alone.

 I fear Him never knowing.

I fear that others fear.

 I fear that their fear will hit REVERSE.

I fear The Cycle.

I fear not acknowledging history.

I fear not accepting help.


We say “too many.” We say “thoughts and prayers.” We say “we stand.”

We do not act, we only fear.

And, so, they have won.

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