Your life has been eclipsed by fear, I fear.
Didn’t you read about it over there?
And watch about it over here?
From the very day your thoughts could cohere
That time forever is an ending near.
I fear, you fear.
The endless supply, cut and clear.
A new disease austere.
Every couple of years.
The killers, the evil doers, mutineer!
The static is all you really hear.
You fear, I fear.
© Christopher Allen Breidinger

Excerpt from the book âPoet Christopherâs
Scenes, Dreams, and Golden Schemesâ

Christopher Allen Breidinger
Christopher Allen Breidinger is an American poet residing in Fort Wayne, Indiana, with his wife and daughter. This is his second collection of poetry.
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Magnificently written.Â
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