Means you <br />are a slave <br />to thoughts, <br />of future dreads. <br /> <br />An apprehension, <br />a trepidation, <br />a feeling of dread, <br />a sword above your head. <br /> <br />No reason to fear, <br />do not tell your fortune, <br />the future is not here, <br />please do not to fear, <br />try not to be a seer. <br /> <br />But crimes are everyday, <br />tomorrow I could be <br />robbed, hijacked, raped, <br />of this I’m frightened. <br /> <br />It’s only thoughts, <br />that make you dread. <br />So leave the future, <br />you do not live there, <br />and you never will. <br /> <br />Life is now <br />So live right now, <br />and deal with <br />future moments, <br />as they come. <br /> <br />No need to agonize, <br />you’ll find you enjoy <br />a gift of peace <br />when you learn <br />to only live <br />in present time. <br /> <br /> <br />19-11-2008<br /><br />Bob Blackwell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fear-213/
