Abandoned buildings and long dark halls
Owls hooping and shadowed walls
Thoughts racing and sweaty palms
Hearts ponding from dusk to dawn
Fear not a bad dream
Nor monsters under the bed
Made up characters
Nor imaginative figures in your head
Haunted houses or uneasy ghost
That roam, lurk and stalk the earth
A wise man once said “How petty”
Fear the living not the dead
People destroy people
At times without reason
One must wonder the point in only just believing
Fear not a ghost tale
Quiver at the six o’clock news
When Sunday approaches
Pay your tithes?
Pay your dues?
Prayers to be kept whole all his favor
Uncertain if humanity resides with thine neighbor
Fear the world morality is at a record low
Where selflessness is unnatural and kindness uncanny
Shall we fear the world?
Here today and gone tomorrow
Oh but life’s too short to live in sorrow
Does he in the sky determine my fate?
Anxiety of my neighbor acting in hate
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