Order # 11496
Fear Of Living
It is the fear of living striking
most profound, it keeps us
thinking and the soul
aware,
We are endlessly peering over
our shoulders, moments
ticking are hard to
bare.
Afraid to face ourselves, or to
challenge the world, we
huddle, sometimes in
fright,
It is the fear of knowing there is
no pain after death, only
when we are alive to
fight.
Yorktown Disciple
It is the fear of living striking
most profound, it keeps us
thinking and the soul
aware,
We are endlessly peering over
our shoulders, moments
ticking are hard to
bare.
Afraid to face ourselves, or to
challenge the world, we
huddle, sometimes in
fright,
It is the fear of knowing there is
no pain after death, only
when we are alive to
fight.
Yorktown Disciple
Poem Sanctum
Quatrain of Fear Of Living - 11496 - Yorktown Disciple
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Endlessly
peering
over
our
shoulders
peering
over
our
shoulders
