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Mama Mada
Fear Is That Thing With No Name
by Am ina Daud a Osem e
Fear is that thing that grips your belly; that stalls your feet.
That keeps you wary on how good you are to compete.
Fear is that thing that pumps your nerves,
leaves you restless, and cuffs your sleep.
Fear is that thing that burns, leaves you hungry, yet makes you distant.
Fear is that thing with no name, no shame,
hounding daily risky choices you never make.
Fear is that thing with wide eyes, no smiles and a racing heart.
Fear is that sound, shuffling feet, crashing rocks,
hitting walls though knocking on doors.
Fear is that thing we feel on our fingertips,
when we march on gray Street
Fear is that thing that keeps you going;
keeps you hoping, keeps you trying,
Even when you drop to your knees.
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