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A new poem today. I am not well at the moment so hope you
like it. I started writing it to cheer me up as I had been feeling very low; it
certainly worked I that respect so …
Now,
fear is no stranger to most if not all of us, especially now as the Covid-19
coronavirus continues to ravage communities around the world.
As
a child I was afraid of being misunderstood as I was inept at properly
expressing myself vocally; to some extent, I still am. As a youth and young
man, I feared being exposed and beaten up for being gay; fortunately
circumstances - notably my mother’s death when I was 30 – helped me to be open
about my sexuality; while my mother could not have cared less, she would have shared my secret with other
members of my family who - although they may well hotly deny it now - were not
gay-friendly (to say the least) in those days. Later, I would be unemployed for
nearly four years after a nervous breakdown; as I recovered, I was scared I’d
never work again just as I was scared I would never walk again after being
warned it was a possibility after a bad accident in 2011, the same year I was
diagnosed with prostate cancer.
Time
and again, Fear has threatened me with all sorts as it does so many of us; yes,
it’s scary, but I’d say, when it comes to allies in times of adversity, the
human spirit is up to the challenge … if we but learn to keep faith with it.
Never expect plain sailing all the way, though.
Fear
drove me to attempt ‘emigrating’ in 1969 with near-disastrous results Indeed,
fear continued to all but take over my life until I finally acknowledged its
power over me and resolved to hit back rather than try and run away; no point
in the latter, I finally recognised, since fear would always catch up with me
unless I stood up to it once and for all. I still have certain fears … of acute pain,
losing friends to coronavirus or whatever … but (apart from pain) no others
that spring to mind. Religious associates have told me I should fear death as I
do not subscribe to any religion beyond an affinity with Pantheism, but no God
of Love or Nature is going to send me to some ‘Hell’ for either refusing to let dogma tell me how
to live my life, or my being gay. If life has taught me little else it is that
hell is what we, ourselves, make of it from time to time, a human condition in
which, yes, Fear can be relied upon to play a central role.
Fear
wears many faces and takes on various personae. I defy anyone say, hand on
heart, that he or she is afraid of nothing; but if we cannot beat it, at least
we can do our best to stand up to it, face it head-on, and let it know we are
no pushover. I only hope that when the Grim Reaper finally comes for yours
truly, I can still find the strength to do just that.
Meanwhile,
I take my strength from my friends, my favourite ghosts and my poetry. Is that
enough? What is ever ‘enough’ but, yes, it will do nicely, thank you … wry
bardic grin
HOME
FRONTS
No
one looks for me,
but be sure I'll find them whoever,
wherever they may be,
nor
am I rejected easily, resisting
any
denial of my existing
at the heart of
mind-body-spirit;
though
I intrude like a thief
in
the night, nor ever dissuaded
by any absence
of light
They
often wear a mask,
attempt
to assuming another persona
to
the one I insinuate,
dragging
on any positive thoughts,
until
they litter a landscape
of despair, no-one
to the rescue,
wannabe
heroes put to flight
for
a curtain of fake news falling
even
on inner sight
Ah,
but who comes here,
wagging
a feisty finger at you-me-us,
but an ally of sorts,
pointing out that any battles lost
leave a war you can yet win,
other positive forces on standby,
urging you don't cave in, 'you'
whom a common humanity sees
as one of its own
I am Fear, never one to be easily ignored
unless made to fall on my own sword
Copyright R. N. Taber, 2020, rev. 2021
[Note: Eagle-eyed readers will see that I have revised this poem since it first appeared on the blog; it also appears on my gay-interest poetry blog today. While, yes, poetry is universal and would hope to address anyone, feedback suggests that many readers continue to only only access one blog or the other.] RNT