AMONG OTHER THINGS

I fear

I fear that comfort gets too comforting

I fear

I fear I’ll see the end of my fear

I fear that my triumph over fear will make me invincible

I fear I’ll love

I fear I’ll love till there is nothing left but love

Because it will consume me

I fear their scorn

I fear I’ll get used to their scorn

Get used to it till it can produce nothing but deadness within

When I have travelled the world

Every city, town and village

And even the universe

With the time allotted me on earth

Where am I left to go?

The songs that play on the stereo

Can’t believe they twisted the truth about love

I have listened to them one too many times

Even they lose their clout when listened to

One too many times

When I have listened to all there is to listen

There has to be something more to life

This can’t be all there is to life

As I travel and see and listen

The meaning of life I still continue to seek.