Original Poetry.2

My Greatest Fear

My greatest fear is not of flying,
spiders or darkness,
or even dying.

 Darkness is undaunting,
but I am not afraid,
not even of the Sun,
when I have no shade.

 I laugh in the face of danger,
I roar at mighty beasts
and though I’m not afraid of these things,
there is one,
that terrifies me.

 My greatest fear
is of the greatest evils,
that dwell on the Earth.

 Its capable of unbelievable deeds,
whose scheming has no dearth.

 Every day it wakes to kill,
just the thought leaves me with a deathly chill.
Not beast, nor disease
or even the government's mighty hand.

My greatest fear,
Is of the minds of man.