The Man Who Feels Fear

Poem By Francis Duggan

In his eighty ninth year the man who feels fear
The bangs of the war guns he never did hear
As a young man he was never in an army or learned how to use a gun
Drinking and socializing and making love to women was his way of having fun
A father and great grandfather and divorced by his wife
He says his fear of death has guaranteed him a long life
The brave young men of his younger years went to an early grave
There is always a price to pay for being too brave
Of any acts of bravery on his behalf he cannot tell
But the man who feels fear for his years looking well
At the local pub he enjoys a good laugh and joins in the cheer
And he has not lost his liking for the beer
As a young man he never put his life on the line
One reason he is alive at eighty nine.

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