Cowardice

Cowardice

I am scared of what to write.

I am scared that I might incite

I am scared that if I get it wrong

I am scared I will make a pong

I am scared of facing up to love

I;m scored of looking for the rub

I’m scared that I’m no good at all

I’m scared  I wont make the ball

I’m scared of all hate in this world

I’m scared to let my heart unfurl

I’m scared of cowardice you see

I’m scared no more its just not me.

I’m not scared, love all forms of  life

Not scared to say I love my  wife.

Not scared to say let all creeds be

Not scared to say let you be we

Not scared to say I love you all

Not scared to say I’ve made the call

guavarilla Purposive Writer Dear ex-Friend
lionheart free writing #4
To Risk is to Live – Anzjuli Venter
Vexing Point Cowardice

 Roberta Pimentel – Reason why I blog

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Author: Mick Talbot

Besotted with nature in all its wondrous formats.

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