Fear of the unknown.
I come now from those foreign placesUnknown to those with hidden faces
Bedecked and different, for them to leer
As one unknown,something to fear
Am i not i that you can see
What is the fear you see in me
This faceless one, that makes you quake
I hold no fear its what you make
Decieve yourself if that you may
And cringe from that which spells decay
I hold no terrors in these hands
I am but a vessel to unknown lands
There is nothing to fear but fear itself
Of what, the memory of love or wealth
You will take my hand, make no mistake
A new life starts as you awake.
Poetry by penfold18
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Written on 2005-11-28 at 16:14
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