I Am Scared...Of Man! Poem by sania harris

I am scared
Not of the ghost below my bed
Not of the sounds that I always dread
Not of the silence in my room
Not even of going to the tomb

I am scared
Of the people that surround my life
That throws me away from my aim
That interrupts my daily prayers
That looks at me with eyes that glow red!

I am scared
Because they can tear me apart
Because they can grow a devil in me
Because their eyes say “be scared”

I am scared
Of the flesh that surrounds my bones
Of the soul that controls my hereafter
Of the mind that screams while lonely
Of the tongue that speaks for me

I am scared, scared of me
I am scared, scared of being lonely
I am scared, scared of cold frosty hands
I am scared, scared of man- the beast


DECEMBER 28,2008