Thursday, December 3, 2015

Afraid


          Fear demands an illusion
        of total control, drawing us
      in upon ourselves,
    ever-tightening the circle
  of wagons until our world
becomes a tiny pen, and

      we completely lose sight
    of our beautiful placement
  in the universe's intricate
and sacred mosaic.

        Terror often rules the night,
      slinking under darkness' cover,
    tearing down what daylight builds,
  provoking panic, squeezing 
security, scattering sleep.

        But let his insanity out
      of the cage at high noon,
    and we'll no longer need
  to dread a coming hell because
we'll already be dying in it.

        When fear is your guide,
      everyone becomes
    a potential enemy,
  safe becomes a place
that ceases to exist,

      the vulnerability
    of knowing and being known
  becomes the luxury
we can no longer afford.


© 2015 Todd Jenkins

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