UTMOST FEAR

UTMOST FEAR

By Wilson Ninofranco Guntang

The wake of zephyr that touches my skin

Signaled my hand to compose

A transparent truth to a dying reality

Needs to be unveiled in the eloquence of life

It is more than the existence of the Grim Ripper

And more than the authenticity of the death,

The unfathomed road of the after life

That was thrown into the Oblivion of the human mind

We trudge a world we claim we know

But our arrogance leads is to the ditch of a decaying highway

Still, the road map of life left unopened

And those who show us the path were mistreated

Afraid to lose what? Life? Possessions? Loved ones?

Or frightened by the reality that it will all come to pass?

Fear lurks in the shadow of uncertainty

And if it ever cripples us, escape goat becomes an answer to this phenomenon

Callosity denies the presence of fear

That enables us to embrace the lust of living,

A dead man walking at the canyon’s edge

Just waiting for his epidermis to be rotten

Soon the Sandman himself will wake you up from your sleep

It will be too late for you to recognize the smell of burning flesh in sulfur

Wailing of thousands upon thousands is audible, where evil never sleeps

Like a nightmare you wish never existed

Ironically, still no one dares to ask how to avoid the trench

Then they will build up their confidence to what they called temporal heaven,

Eternity is a mystery that has already been unfolded

A prosperous promise rejected by the system of the deaf

My pen yields to this so that you may hear

That a complex life can still be simplified,

And there is a kind of fear probably uncommon to man

But such fear is a way of living known as reverence

Faith is the key, believing is the door, and to step in is to obey

Life has only one chance to offer, so, better not lose it

The silver-tongued poet has nothing more to scribble here

But to put our faith to that Someone who conquered our utmost fear

Silver-tongued Poet 06.30.05