Forth, he surged from hades’ shore
Frail, haggard and starved to core
Flaunting, undaunted, a ghostly visage
Far hideous in figure, even wilder in rage
Fear became earth’s only sage
For ages he’s prowled through encumbered hearts
Fending off buds of valor with poisoned dart
Frenzied to halt man’s courageous leap
Freely he sows, more patient to reap
Frozen nectar, sweetest, to sip
Fiendish to man and all his ends,
Fire holds less wit than this hades’ friend
Foolish we string up in his queue of shame
Fighting within with naught but us to blame
Fortunate however, for fear’s fleeting fame
Fear became earths only sage
Even while we watched on enraged
Anchored in hearts as old adage,
Rigor beguiles us to rise from the cage
Read – Jailbird – A Poem by Geno Mercy Apachi, Uganda
