July 08, 2017

POEM ON FEAR

Sometimes I wish I could stab fear in the eye. It is so horrible. Many people have lived and died without attaining their full potential all because of fear. Fear you have a stronghold on humans.

Who created you? Where did come from? How did you come about?  Why do you exist? I hate you fear.

Gone are the days when you had a hold on me. I know better now. No more regrets because of you fear. I will live up to my God-given potential. There's no stopping me fear.

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