Was it fear that took your life br that night? br Ignorance? br Both? br Were you too close to truth- br to change? br Did you know fear? br Did he whisper his lethal br barbs-did he drip his br poison into your heart? br Your heart was too good, br Noble, br Innocent. br How else could you expect- br any different? br Even today- br Not much has changed. br We still swim in shark br infested waters. br Rather than healing the br sore-we have bandaged it. br To cover its oozing, infection. br But, the smell! ! br br * A Reminder About Copyright * br If you want to use a poem from this site please make your request to: janiceraymer@ymail.com br I will almost certainly say yes but this does me the courtesy of a request, and keeps the potential user from infringement of my copyright which is absolutely retained. br br Thank you.