you fear that your poem is not good enough
for your unknown reader
you fear that you may not be able to spell
the word correctly in your coming spelling bee,
you fear love lest you be broken
you fear an investment lest you be dragged to the
misery of poverty
for always fear to fail
not knowing that this fear had always been
the first step to something greater.
Holy cow, Holy Ghost, Holy Cross
do not be so gross!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem