Fear My Friend by Philip F De Pinto
Fear my friend
Can be a mellow thing
A sail in one's wind
Unlike security's false sense
Which an anchor brings
During such time as I need
To high tail it with the cowardly
Fear my friend
Is a chaff of wheat
In the beak of a twittering parakeet
An opportunity
To befriend every color in me
Even the yellow
08/27/2014 Posted on 08/27/2014 Copyright © 2025 Philip F De Pinto
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