Fear - Not Poem by Keith Foley

The worlds calling you to fear,
things not real nor here.
Fear is the poison shot from its bow,
reaching its target of those below...

Below the realm of the real,
there lurks a place where others feel...
The feeling they have is out of control,
reaching inside & devouring their soul.

The soul all covered with doubt,
fear has hold and won't get out.
Let them loose! Is what I pray,
God appears, and fear melts away...

Away with both doubt and fear,
for all is well as God is near.
So Love in your heart must be your lot,
face the world...and... Fear - Not.