Fear Poem by Khaleel Steir

A man who has stared down his fear is a man with courage
That mountain I have yet to climb
It taunts me, calls me, reaches out to me but I can't do it
It's call, almost subtle like, as if it invites me in
I'm not ready yet, no where close to be prepared
I yell back screaming false threats, trying to hype myself up
Mentally preparing to someday stare it down
I've danced with it once, as its slowly engulfed me
Someday soon, I will conquer that mountain. I can see it
But for now, that trek will have to wait. I'm not quite ready yet