The fearful agony
Is still intact with me
Though many times
Stubbornly I shirked it hard.
I refused that pain
Which, always frowns
Upon my freedom
Chaining me slave-like
to fear of pain.
It remains and I believe it is here to stay
To accompany this mortal to his grave
To rest in peace with this unrest mind
And its fearful to think, I may have to go with ‘fear’.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
He says ' I am here why fear'. Leave everything to him. A heart touching poem. Take care my friend.