I am afraid to cross the river at night
within its waters, i have no might
i am afraid to cross the river at night
at the slightest whisper, my heart takes flight
I am afraid to stare at a gun
i will never hold it, no, not even for fun
i am afraid to stare at a gun
to stay away from it, forever i will run
I am afraid of my own reflection
i myself am never sure of my next intention
i am afraid of my own reflection
for i am a lifetime away from perfection
I am afraid to love
of companionship i would rather starve
i am afraid to love
to live like a monk, i will always strive
I am afraid of religion
palm reading, horoscopes and superstition
i am afraid of religion
who knows, it might all be fiction
I am afraid of my enemies, large and small
around myself i have built a great wall
I am afraid of my enemies, large and small
they lie awake, waiting for my wall to fall
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