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.