Four letter word
One syllable And a whole lot of feeling. I met it when I first arrived onto this world Roaring at the faces glaring at me Moaning ‘wwwhhhhyyyy’ Crying for mama To put me back Safe and sound. It taunted me in nature Teased me with snakes, and spiders, and roaches I would point at insects Searching for a savior. At school it was more vindictive: It shut me up Put a muzzle on my mouth Numbed me to the point of terror. At war, it made me think it was normal It was my every day It was everyone’s every day 'Such is life' it said with a cruel Smirk. It showed up on stage It perked up with boys It shook its head in tests It blossomed in parties It pounded at me on the news It was present at funerals. Today it is airborne It is in our lungs. It is in our blood. It is in our bodies All one point eight million of them. Four letter word. One syllable And a whole lot of feeling. I wonder, What would FEAR be if we hadn't named it?
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AuthorIn April 2020, while experiencing her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling. Categories
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