Life lends itself to fear:

We fear the future, knowing how violent our world is,

Who knows where I may stand tomorrow?

We fear for our success,

If not for success who will want me?

We fear our fellow man, not knowing what lies behind his smile,

I grip the lighter in my pocket for lack of a hand to hold.

We fear the the dark and the unknown at dusk,

If you fear the wolves, stay out of the forest.

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I write prose, not poetry, so bear with me if you can ;)

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The Last Word is a collaborative poem, where the last word of the previous author's poem is the first of the next, as well as the title and subject. Enjoy, and PLEASE add to the poem when you're done

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Thanks for all the posts; i hope this keeps up!

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Try not to repeat titles please!! Thanks!!
-Julia

updated Dec 3 '09 by Juliia