What’s your greatest fear?
Thy dreadful disdain?
Be it hurt? Pain?
Embarrassment and shame?
What’s your deepest secret
That lurks in the dark?
That’s rigidly stark
Once you peel back the bark?
And so you think;
Alas it seems
Your dreams are hidden—
Those bare, convicting things.
Think you wise
To train your eyes
To birth a guise
Of silent lies?
Eyes—reflecting blue
Which never knew
The stifling truth
Of your heart and you.
And Ink—reflecting blue
Which ever knew
The piercing truth
Of things you do.
What’s my greatest fear?
As far as can tell
It’s life without YAH
More than it’s Hell.
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