Fear

I am held fast by chains of fear and yet

The day will come when fear will let me go

So many fears that I could not forget

And many fears to come I do not know

When my young days were long I was afraid

Of losing love and being left alone

I yearned the comfort of my mother’s words

My father’s arms as strong as any stone

They both held back the perils of the night

That I might set my face to the unknown

In these dim days I find my fears the same

Of being old, and living on my own

Without my heart’s true love to hold my hand

And comfort me when night begins to fall

I fear one day I will call out her name

And she will not answer when I call

And though I know that death could not us part

And what we men call death is but a lie

The thought of losing her would break my heart

Alone I should then be content to die

Those same chains of fear still hold me yet

As much as I might pray it not be so

The old man fears what the child can’t forget

The day will come when fear will let me go

Wilson/07