Worse To Your Fear Poem by Korede Abiodun

Worse to your fear
For my sake, hold that drop of tear.
You will really need lots of it soon
This wolf has little to offer the blue moon.

Worse to your fear
I had many weeds and a gallon beer.
Just the I saw a great elephant falling
It must be in my head, I'm fading

Worse to your fear
I'm somewhere too close and nowhere too near.
Flashes of things i'd love to be
Mother said the world can't stop me.

Worse to your fear
I met this fellow with the devil's sneer
Then I made this fair deal with a soul
I got a bible, a duvet, and a bowl.