Fearless Poem by Richard Jarboe

Nothing to fear but fear itself,
Fear itself is nothing to fear,
Nothing to fear but fear itself,
Fear itself is nothing to fear.

There's no freedom of speech,
When there's fear to what you say,
There's no freedom from want,
If you can't afford to pay,

There's no freedom of religion,
If God is not believed,
No freedom from fear,
When terror's overachieved.

Fear works much better than love,
To control the population,
And fear works like a charm,
When hell's in circulation.