There are more things to fear than molecules,
And yet beyond that more I have forgot.
The few of us who do not fear are fools,
Only sustained in hope by their own folly;
To live life unafraid is nothing more.
At Christmas people tell us to be jolly;
Be jolly, then, but not so you ignore
The world around you. Be an honest man
And recognize our frail, decaying polity;
Admit that fear; face it as best you can
And only then engage yourself in jollity.
To be afraid, and still be good, is power;
That is the strength we're called to in this hour.
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