Fear will run this country
Fear will take its hold
Kissing you with kindness
Before it breaks the mold
It slips into your spine
And tells you that it's fair
It brings your chest out bravely
Before you know it's there
And when you sleep in silence
When your world is dim and dark
It hides beneath your pillow
And waits to leave a mark
For when the bump of chaos
Wakes you from your rest
You pull fear from your pillow
And press it to his chest
You shout to all the children
That this is what is fair
And chaos takes the bullet
Before you know it's there....
D.L Michaels
About the Creator
D.L Michaels
While sitting in my fifth grade class, tapping my pencil loud enough to drown out the voices... one voice rang through louder than ever. It was my teacher. She told me writing was my destiny. So here I am, fulfilling the prophecy.
Enjoyed the story? Support the Creator.
Subscribe for free to receive all their stories in your feed.
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.