Facing It Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

You can put a stop to it
if only for a day;
speak to any darkness
and make it go away.

So much power lost in fear
that we simply give away;
strip ourselves of what we need
to get us through our day.

We'd rather rant and rage
even allow it a full stage
than stand and speak TO it
beyond our passive outrage.

But if you're brave enough,
any giant can be slain
if you have the courage to face it
and call it by its name.