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A fear of not knowing


A fear of not knowing

Of what my future could hold

A fear of not knowing

What lies that had been told

A fear of not knowing a journey has 

been unfold

A fear of not knowing the sins

I could committ

A fear of not knowing 

hearing a hush voice

speaking

Or could it be my conscience 

nearly bleeding?

A fear of not knowing 

that this could be the end

but pretty soon I'll be dead

A fear of not knowing

the circus that life can take you

on its series of dangerous twist and turns

A fear of not knowing every person you

just met is a stranger

A fear of not knowing

the darkest secrets the government is hiding

A fear of not knowing the pressure is riding

A fear of not knowing the world will be soon

colliding 

A fear of not knowing 

that we're currently in the end of times

But could you have not know that without me telling

you?

A fear of not knowing of the all trouble God's people cause

A fear of not knowing all the sins we have commit

A fear of not knowing all the lies we told

A fear of not knowing the neglect of others

A fear of not knowing a girl that just wants to be your friend

and not bed

A fear of not knowing the harsh laughter we have cause to people

to become down 

A fear of not knowing do we simply say what we mean or

mean what we feel?

A fear of not knowing that it doesn't getting better and better

but it gets worser and worser

A fear of not knowing that this could be it

A fear of not knowing it's all around

A fear of not knowing to smell fear

A fear of not knowing danger coming

A fear of not knowing danger is already here

A fear of not knowing millions of lives will be at stake

A fear of not knowing we will all be at out doom

A fear of not knowing the end of time will come

A fear of not knowing time is running very quickly

A fear of not knowing when Judgement Day arrives

will you choose your path of heaven or hell?

A fear of not knowing that you too make a difference 

It takes one person voice to rise over the rest 

And certaintly my is the best

Because yes it's true one person voice can make a difference 

but it'll take a million to change the world

A fear of not knowing that I have reach my mark

A fear of not knowing that I will suddenly stop

writing 

A fear of not knowing that my story has come to a 

close

A fear of not knowing that you too can write your own

story

A fear of not knowing that my story has finally ended

A fear of not knowing a title of new beginnings leads to 

newer and better things

A fear of not knowing each and everyone us are all part

of a family

And God's loving people :)

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