Fearless

I am afraid of my shadow

                When it disappears into someone else’s darkness

                And leaves me alone

I am afraid of change

                When it doesn’t come with a power point presentation

                And familiar narrative framework

I am afraid of resistance

                When it doesn’t belong to anyone I know

                And doesn’t care

I am afraid of the police

                When I can’t tell what side of the broken law

                I am on

I am afraid you fearless marchers won’t have room for me in your revolution

                When I open my door

                And put my foot in it.