written on 24th january, at hand grenade throw in tekong.

-Fear-




Fear

the greatest motivator

stemming from within

constricting from without.



Fear

That of the infant child

crying for his guardian

lying dead in a bath

of blood.



Fear

One of the anxious mother

as she waits at the dinner table

for the daughter

that would never come home.



Fear

That of the forlorn lover

holding onto last strands

of love that

went astray.



Fear

In the presence of danger pure

piercing the heart,

the mind, the soul

yes constricting from

without.



Fear

That of the homeless poor

and destitute

living each day, each night

by every little crumb

of hope.



Fear

One of the servant

to his Lord

obeying every command

abstaining from every sin

in the hope of a better

life beyond.



Fear

Of the soldier

carrying the body

of a fellow comrade

dodging bullets, grenades

and death,

with the small pain

in his heart

and the big one

in his chest.



And Fear

The greatest of motivators

giving strength

to the hopeless

From where fear is born

so too will courage,

hope and love.

The child that cries,

the mother that hopes,

the lover that waits,

the hunted that fights,

the destitute that earns,

the believer that prays,

and the soldier,

the soldier,

the soldier that is me.

10:05 AM
burn! - 'cus the lovers of God are ablaze.
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