For What It's Worth <br />by Barbara Lynn Terry <br /> <br />In the shadows of the night, <br />lurking, slinking just out of sight, <br />is the one thing so very near, <br />it leaves us quaking in fear. <br /> <br />It stalks us during the day, <br />merciless in its evil way, <br />it never gives us peace, <br />the soul's fabric it will crease. <br /> <br />We may run, but can never hide, <br />for it is the thing we cannot abide, <br />if we are to live a life, <br />without sadness or strife. <br /> <br />Let this evil thing be quelled, <br />its minions on the field felled, <br />with the determination of the soul, <br />that we are happy, free, and whole.<br /><br />Barbara Lynn Terry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/for-what-it-s-worth-4/
