Without Fear - Poem by Randy McClave
As I live in this one great nation
I will not live in fear or in isolation
I will not become any braver or any bolder
When I see no one, when I peer over my shoulder.
I will not be terrified from the people that I meet
I will not lock myself away when people's on the street
Where I want to go, there I will go
Either with my friends or family, or even solo.
I need no weapons to define who I am
As a man is just a man, and a woman is a ma'am
I am afraid of no one and I want no one to fear me
As that is my life, and that becomes my history.
I am no coward so I will live not in fear
I have done no one any wrong, so towards truth I do steer
So where I travel I have no worries or even concerns
But I too have my own scars, and also my own burns.
I will not hideaway as though there is a disease
Locking myself away so no one will see or find me
Being scared and nervous and hiding inside my house
I will not be that way, nor be remembered as a mouse.
I will never carry any weapons including a gun
I will not barricade myself away from people and the sun
Life is not lived if you live it in fear and isolation
I will enjoy the life I have, and I will live it in awe and inspiration.
I will walk any street without fear or being scared
I will go where I want to go without being impaired
I will not live a life thinking someone wants to do me wrong
As I am not weak, I have made myself strong.
I will keep saying my prayers as I do every night
Only to give my thanks, and not for protection from fright
As I will not live my life in isolation or fear
Weapons or more courage from GOD, he will never hear.
When my life is over and I go to my final reward
I will go as I was born, with no guns or knives or even a sword
I won't be looking over my shoulder to see who is behind me
I lived my life not in fear or isolation, I lived it as I did decree.
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