A thought of fear
Is like a wind
Deep in the dessert
That begins bellowing
Raising dust
And raising sand
It turns to a storm
Against a man
For no man can stand
The dessert storm
The swirling winds
That shade the dawn
Can tear the flesh
Clean from your bones
Pull down strongholds
Made of stone
Dry up the lakes
Uproot the trees
Spread fowl pestilence
And disease
Smiting all
Within its wake
Move the earth
Just like a quake
Till all that’s left
Is the howling wind
The deadly Siren
And the song she sings
But like the rock
Upon which she stands
I will stay grounded
Deep in the sand
Let wave and song
Crash against my might
Still I remain
Within her sight
And when the storm
And song are done
Here I remain
The only one
So let fear come
And let it pass
I will remain
To face the task
I will remain
Beyond the fear
I will remain
I will remain
By Jody Kolbee (Me)
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Interesting poem. Is it from personal experience or just a random piece of writing inspired by boredom. LOL
ReplyDeleteNo...it is from personal experience. I learnt the Chant Of Fear from a novel by Frank Herbert, and the poem was inspired from my experience using the chant. I never write anything from sheer boredom, only from pure inspiration or interest. J
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