Fear not
That’s what they say
Even the Holy book says so
So we try hard to fear not
And yet it’s fear that we need today
To hold our hands from pressing that detonate button
It’s fear we must court, to shield our tongues from vile syllables
So let’s fear just a little
And save us, save them
From the red liquid that irrigates our land
Let’s beseech fear, some more
And save our national granary
From depletion by hands clothed with greedy gloves
Let’s prostrate before fear, just one more time
And freshen up this land from the stench of vile tongues
Let’s at least fear the stare of the sun
And dress up in shame before we dip our hands in national plates
Let’s fear not
But let’s not forget to fear
Fearfully beautiful and apt.
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Thanks B. Much appreciated
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