Flee from me fear,
For you are not from the father
But from the foe.
Flee from me fear,
For you become a barrier
Where I need to boldly enter.
Giving me cold feet
Where I need to be courageous.
You make me say yes
When I need to say no,
No when I need to say yes.
You show me a bleakness
Where there is brightness,
Weakness where there is strength.
Showing me no way
Where the way is wide and open.
Flee from me fear,
Stop following me around
Like I am your friend,
For a foe of my father
Is no friend of mine,
A critic of Him
Is no counsellor of mine.
Save your comments fear
For really I don't care what you say.
Fear definitely I deny you,
For you are not from the father
But from the foe.

© Morula Wa Kutukgolo

Day 2 | 15 November 2011

(South Africa)