I fear the times
Of the clock moving at a pace that bothers me
Of the sudden departures from our family portraits
Of the fragile bonds that could break with the slightest tension
I fear the planet
Of the air that pollutes and poisons
Of the water that droughts and floods
Of the forests that destroys and weather destruction
I fear the nation
Of the words that cannot be spoken
Of the hands that cannot be held
Of the walls that stagnates our thoughts
I fear the heart
Of the emotions that we empty ourselves off each day
Of the beauty that we are blind to
Of the humanity that we blench and colour with brutality
