Note-This one came out a long, long talk with a friend who has always carried some pretty wild ideals around.
So popular
Too popular
A hero
Some would say
Our darkest enemy
Others would argue
Dare we question?
Dare we even ask?
Fear
Doubt
It runs wild
Icy cold
In our veins
Hidden away
For fear our fellow man would riccule us
We hide away behind a set of blind sheep following
Afraid
Too afraid
Lest the answer we seek
Does not go the way we so fevertly have prayed
In the darkness and safely of our own beds
Do any of us really dare?
Be brave and bold enough to step forward forward and ask?
Have we made the greatest mistake of our lives?
Have we elected The Antichrist?
God help us if so
2008 Ramona Thompson
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem