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Fear, fear, fear
How odd they would find it
(Our ancestors, I mean)
That seldom are we menaced
By beasts
Or men
Seeking our flesh, our lands
For their own enrichment
At the expense of our own

Subtle are these modern threats
No blood taken
Just blood pressure
Fear of loss of safety?
No, fear of loss of wealth
Of status
Of bearing
And the ability to provide for our own
Food, clothing, shelter:
These may be lost
Never to be regained
Our talents shunned
Contributions made unwelcome
By a slip of the tongue
An error of behavior
The association of misfortune
A failure of the civilized kind
Where no lives are lost
Yet, the punishment is as severe
Perhaps worse

Fear is become insidious:
We cannot run
Or hide
From Monday morning