"How Do You Handle Being Afraid?..."

 

I was reading Miss Roberta Anic's work - "A Place In My Soul". 

http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Faithlessgirl/981981/

Her thoughts coupled with the pic she chose and posted - led my mind along the path as this began to flow.  She wrote a power-and-heart-full work quite thought-full and stirring ...and to my mind - years and years beyond where any young teenage miss should knowingly have to be.  We so easily forget our world is not all the same place - being just a click away from heaven and hell - "...we aren't in Kansas anymore..." really does have meaning.



"How do you handle being afraid?..."

 

You write down the pains

and it takes them from your existence

- one by one

- breath by breath

night by day by night by life.

And the tears fall
when the silence allows...
and the afters come calling
each time the eyes try to close.

And all the sights and sounds
crowd close and close -

each but a glance away
- a next breath - away
a next moment
- away

from every now.

What IS the price of your soul?

- a loaf of bread

a sausage

a few scattered vegetables
near the bloodied hand

alone on the ground -

and the sounds

and the sounds

and the ...

 

it wasn't a friend

-this time

this time

this     time

but it was - to someone

somewhen and where and place

its scars were earned

each callous meant the world

the very, very world

- to someone.

Chris

I heard Jimmy Dean sing this and it said it well... but I couldn't find his so this is
Henson Cargill Who did it first ( I believe)

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_B6P4jHpXrM&feature=related

Another view is:

Crosby Stills Nash Young Teach Your Children - War Video

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EHtZJC_4YmE

 

and the time and place doesn't really matter because the names just change to protect the guilty and the tears still fall each and every night and day.

So how do you handle being afraid?

Reviews

[Enid Blake]

The last verse is powerful, empathic.

[Patricia B. Hepler]

'And the afters come calling each time the eyes try to close'. Horror filled fears yet depth of more. Moving. Will re-read. pat

[Chris]

Come by any time at all... you are always welcome Pat.

[Jon Settle]

Amazing piece of work!

[Chris]

I'm glad you paused with mine. Hope you find you want to return.

[Kimberly "Melody" Carne..]

A wonderful read that makes the heart of one hold close the thoughts, just thought by this.

[Autumn]

I always stand speechless at your work, the way you write is so deep it brings to many emotions in me. You are an amazing poet! So much talent.

[Arte]

What a beautiful poem Chris. When I am afraid I kneel down to pray so I could receive strength from God. Thanks for sharing and I enjoyed it. You are a great poet! Have a beautiful day Chris.

[cartera]

It is what one is afraid of that is important. To be afraid of mice can be laughed off for most. To be afraid of what affects the integrity of one's soul is a much harder furrow. And sometimes when the quiet and reflection and brave resolution seems to have won the day, one can find,later, that the fear has only been repressed somewhere in a dark recess. The price for the shattering or concreting up of the soul is beyond calculation. That is why fear must not turn into retreat or submission.
ATB
Alex.

[Taylor H.]

This was very well written. I enjoyed this and thought you put your thoughts down very well.

[Priscilla Sayers]

Feeling your words are easy. You are one who grabs the soul, not just the heart. Wonderful piece, once again.