Care Of Fear Poem by Abayomi Okemakinde

Care Of Fear



Where is the gut?
Come and buy me my lot.
I can’t be caged for death of a blow
That I may luckily defend with my head low.

Why can’t I just Act?
To know if I will fall so flat
Or stand amidst the might
But Only a try is right.

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