Must we put a name to it?
Must we give it meaning?
The Devil, Demons, The Angel of Death
What you call IT is revealing—
Angst, grief, tension, stress
So many names that I digress
For I do not believe
The language is right
To describe endless terror
“The Things” that cause fright
Primordial Fear
Feels a lot more than
Words
It comes from a place before
Comforting verse
No, you don’t need a name
For the unending dread
We all share the same
[feelings]
That Fear’
— Being Dead —
With deeper meanings our
Redemption calls
Forgive ourselves, forgive
Our foes
All these things that we
Never controlled
Each thing that dies
Gives room for birth
Our brave renewal is
Not a curse
Though it may hurt
To feel this loss
A new beginning turns
Back the frost
And gives way to spring
Which brings
Back
Everything we
Cherish
