Fear is your guardian not your threatening foe, It comes to you when complacency doth go, As you might shiver when it might be cold, Each is a warning of things that may unfold. Life is a gift and it never was a right, For every day of peace you must fight, For all things on Earth are basically your foe, That will challenge you where ever you might go. I went to war and I came home alive, Tis simply chance who die and who survive, But if we share and offer love and hope, Tis by such will that others too may cope, Have faith in your power that lives deep and true, For your love of others will make it pure in you.