Love does make the world go round
Or so it was said
She disagreed; looking around
It seemed to be something else instead..
Fear, the most primeval emotion
Seemed to lurk in every corner
Shaping ideas, policies and notions
All human faculties it seemed to conquer.
Fear of the unknown, fear of God
Fear of nature’s destructive power
Unleashed on the world..
Fear of a nuclear war…
Exploited by every powerful human
To coerce the common man
In helpless subjugation
By offering a protection plan.
Fear, that had its seeds sown
In discovery of fire by the cave dweller
That fire has acquired a mind of its own
It burns with an intensity stellar…
Fear is destructive,
And all-pervading
Impacting each moment how we live,
Also it is self-perpetuating.
Even as the optimist may say
Love does make the world go round
It’s actually fear-she would say,
However pessimistic it may sound.
Passion...unbridled 