Thank you for Installing FEAR

Armies march,

Approaching upon an isolated village.

The echoes of movement stir the citizens,

As armed solders enter the town.

They hold their weapons high,

Looking for any signs of hostility.

Children look on in curiosity

As parents seize hold of them.

The streets empty,

As the soldiers approach the Bazaar.

Families flooding into buildings,

To hide behind locked doors.

The sounds of a confused man,

off in the distance.

shouting in foreign tongues,

“Please leave we are a peaceful community.”

And the soldiers continue on,

Moving through the village .

Finally leaving,

Disappearing over the mountain.