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What is around the corner?

autumn

Stay on the sidewalk.
Stay where I can see you.
Don’t go round the corner.
What is around the corner?

Danger everwhere.
Unseen, yet very real.
I take a cautious step.
What is around the corner?

Here and now, this instant.
My feet are glued.
I feel the fear.
What is around the corner?

Keep me safe.
For I know not what comes.
I will not be afraid.
What is around the corner?

Fear pops up now and again.
A voice awakens the fear.
Stay where I can see you.
What is around the corner?

I freeze when I hear that voice.
Filled with panic; jittery.
It can still bring on fear.
Fear of what’s around the corner.

By C.E. Pereira
(9-2-2019)

Author:

I'm a Eurasian of Portuguese, English, Scottish and Malay heritage. And my extended family are of Chinese and Indian heritage. In recent years, the younger generation have added on to include spouses from the Philippines, Nigeria and Russia. My world is made up of different colours like the rainbow. And like the rainbow I am unique. Reading is my form of relaxation, to escape from the drudgery of daily life and enter into a world of the imagination. It is the love of reading that has led me to try my hand in writing short stories and poems. I hope that in some way my stories and poems will take you for a little while away from the drudgery of the present into the pages of imagination. To new friends found, I bid you, Welcome. Sincerely, C.E. Pereira

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