The only ones fearing the process of life,
Are those who believe they have control of it.
To realize the living of it to do to come too late.
And living one's life to do with it done to experience,
As wanted and wished to do...
Because a fear with it lived kept them controlled.
'Suppose I should say or do something,
Someone might find offensive? '
~Suppose you don't?
And still you find the doing of that offends.
Who's decision do you await to make,
To approve your moves? ~
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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