Why Not Poem by Philip Mc Mahon
Why Not
Angels on my shoulder, looking out for devils from the past
I am trying to get away, but they are making ground fast
Need to be braver but can't always fight away the fear
I have to stop running away, need to let them get near
Why can I not meet them head on, why always run and hide
Its part of my makeup, a part of me I cannot abide
What is it I am afraid of; it's time to take a chance
So why not Just walk on over and ask her for a dance.
Loving they way your writing. I like uncomplicated poems. You started off beautifully.
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4/28/2024 12:13:00 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Fear is a bunch of sinister shadows. A shadow has no substance, it usually a magnified reflect of something small. That's why upon facing fear squarely, we usually find it inconsequential. A well articulated piece of poetry nicely encapsulated in good rhyme scheme with conviction. Thanks for sharing Philip.