Fear is the abscence of reason,
The mind's uncaring treason.
The coldest unconscious season.
We fear many things in life,
We fear terror and strife.
Stabbing like an unerring knife,
Taking our dreams,
Like an uncaring wife.
We try to ignore the fear,
Afraid it will take,
All that we hold dear.
Afraid our fears are closer,
Closer than they appear.
Can't help but feel,
Our senseless fears are real.
Like they're always here to steal,
Into our salacious fate unsealed.
Fear is normal,
Yet it seems so strange.
Like it's lurking somewhere,
Outside of our range.
We fear fear itself,
Taking it off the shelf.
Saying we need no help,
Overcoming ourselves.
Overcoming our insanity,
Our endless human vanity.
It can't be done, we cannot pretend to see.
What our fears have done,
Interpersonally shunned.
We see each other and run,
Because our compassion is a pun.
Another word for weak,
We fear each other and seek,
A life less bleak.
A higher peak.
To be worse than another,
That's man's greatest fear of all.
It may even be,
What brings us to our downfall.
Our feeble minds are small,
We don't hear the greater call.
Fearing not to be apalled,
When we see that final hall.
The foreseen end of mankind's gall,
A choking, wrenching voodoo doll.
Ready to take our fears to the end of time,
Fearing we won't have a dime.
Fearing our own blasphemic crimes.
We've betrayed each other,
By fearing each other.
We're no longer brothers,
Or sisters on this earth.
In the end,
Our ceaseless fear,
Strangles out our forsaken mirth.
