Many times it has been said 'there is nothing to fear but fear itself'
A truth, and yet an error.
To fear what makes you fearful in turn makes you more
and to accept your fear does help you conquer,
but to not is to be blinded- unsure.
For if you did not fear, you would have much to fear,
but since you did not, you would then not be prepared.
For to every truth, there is a lie, and to every lie is a
mis-interpretation.
Now do you see? You take away logic, ether good or bad, and all that
results is......
Chaos
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem