Relief
A Poetry
A sigh of relief, We take, Whenever, We avoid anything.
Anything big, Which can have, An impressionable, Effect on ourselves.
No matter, What that effect, Could have been, We fear.
Why do we fear? That is the, Question, That jostles me.
Why fear, Instead of, Acceptance, Always?
Flight/flight/freeze, Why is there no acceptance, In the basic response, Of the human?
Courage/Cowardice, Should be the response, And we should alway, Pick up courage.
Courage in front, Of an army of, Thousand of, Problems.
Because let’s be fair, Life isn’t simple, It won’t let you rest, This is war.
You don’t need, Weapons, Or bulging, Biceps.
All you need, Is a mind, That just, Accepts.