Dawn Of The Fears Poem by jbkaria giovanni cb

Fear has a sterile form
grows without life
stealing minutes from your dreams
insistent steps to create forms that you should have done
Instead it keeps you like a dragon on a leash
and allows you to breathe only the dust of those dreams burning
as sacrifices to the shadows altars
How many times have you wanted to shake instead of waiting?
How many times have you cut out the bodies of the past
of this skin that I've never hidden?
The world collapses in her fear of making mistakes
not to find food in the trash of others
among nations that share not to be spying on the nights
between the certainty of death without hope
without whispers that we should close their eyes
we live in fear
dying of life....