amg8989

Awoken from his midnight slumber
Fear sought a new soul to encumber
His victims he found far and wide
And never ever could they hide
Cowardice became their only friend
Until he led them to their end
Yet if they tried to be so bold
To throw off Fear’s constricting hold
Cowardice would no longer linger
They alone could lift Fear’s finger
Hurry along you mustn’t tarry
Unless you want to make him wary
If you desire him to go awry
All you need is to catch his eye
And when you do you mustn’t blink
Do not waver do not think
Now tis time to do him in
Just laugh and you will always win

nomadicrhymer

This is a pretty neat poem...and so true! Simplistic in its message but right to the point.

Nomad