I’d like to meet:wAnT sOmE hEaVeN?Nothing To Fear But Fear ItselfVillagers scurry like ants at the howl of the chimera and the griffon's call. Nowhere to hide from the hydra, the centaur, or the dragon. Man-eaters one and all.One man alone will stand his ground and, like a mountain, bars the way. The stance, the face, the attitude. All say he fears nothing but fear. ... We visited his grave today.------------------------------------------------------ --------------------------Discuss this poem in the forums. (Direct link to topic) Email this poem to a friend Want to quote this poem?