Before fóvos stood fright -- witnesses,
Their fear of fóvos sequestered no longer
Or in sooth forever.
One by one the witnesses took the stand,like sheep to be herded
To testify against fóvos.
The clergy feared secularity with a raging fire to be tied to by the hip
The kings and nobles feared a state of anarchy like an illegitimate child claiming its throne
The StoneMason feared a blunder in its sculpting of the hard untamed surface soft by its form
The BlackSmith feared a dull tool without it’s soul to drive its purpose
The Tailor feared a loose stitch that would expose the wearer
The Carpenter feared weak wood never to be fortified by another
The Fisher feared a raging sea that brought the reaper aboard
The Baker feared a lesser oven that rendered the flour a ******.
To appease fright, an imprisoning of fóvos.
To be hidden till proven to exist,
To be the one,
The master of fright.
The one oh so Brave and Fearful
So Candid yet feigned
Credulous yet cynical
The one to be whomever
Yet Nobody.