They fought frantic in fear
Afraid to be ignorant
Afraid to be wrong
Such a high hurdle to have
No opportunity for change
The door shut tight
To live life on a blade's edge
Keen to cut or topple down
Wounds weep, unhealing
A barred quilded dominion
The bars that are secure
Safe from the world
Lived in fear and shadows
Always on alert boisterously
Diversionary tactics enacted
Retaining always the status quo
Not a very accomplished trade
For a life lived in fear