Scare Poem by Uche Nwanze

Woke up to a scare.
I dare to dream.
It is rare to lose.
Nothing to spare.
With bare hands I dig.
My sword to spear.
Attack from the rear.
On a campaign to smear my reputation.
I can't bear the taunts.
Had a crazy nightmare.
Horns blare from a distance.
No fare to get me to my destination.
Fear has gripped my heart.
Looked with a mean stare.
Looting is in full glare.
Tear in my chin, tears roll down my cheeks.
No more wares in the mall.
No shoes to wear.
Caution and care thrown to the wind.