I Fear,do you?

I fear of a man standing next to me.

I fear of an array of dark clouds gathering,

forming into a giant,little by little on the horizon.

And I saw a flash of terror while walking over a

small railway footbridge,

lights on its roof flickering in a perfectly cold winter night.

I can't let some words be spoken.

I am cautious about the unforseen consequences.

I live in fear,I live in hope but I can't perceive the exuberence of the present.

I am the cynic.I am the critic.

I laugh at people but I don't have the will to confront myself.

What mockery can be greater than this?