FEAR
I don’t want you to be close
I don’t want you to be near
All I know is I’m supposed
To live my life in fear
I might be quite verbose
But even I can hear
Whispers from the Poet
And as said by King Lear:
“The weight of this sad time we must obey,
Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say.
The oldest hath borne most: we that are young
Shall never see so much, nor live so long.”
So if I hold you close
If I ask you to be near
Will you leave your post
Will you lose your fear
Will you be like the king
As told of in Shakespeare
Or will you help to sing
A song that sets us free