Fear

Fear, oh fear,
How treacherous you are,
Stealing what's not yours,
Killing who has done you no wrong,
Destroying the beauty,
And splendour existing in ever so promising individuals,
Tearing apart wonderful relationships,
And leaving the victims badly wounded,
Yet, he who knows your tricks escapes your trap so graciously,
A people are being birthed forth,
Who know you so well,
And who are ready to face you boldly,
Watch out, for they are coming,
Brave and courageous men,
Who would tear you apart as you did their ancestors,
For they know who they are,
And they know what is theirs,
You would no longer be able to steal, kill or destroy,
Oh fear, how poor you are,
Your end is near,
Your grip on men would soon be lost,
When they realize who you truly are,
An illusion.