Can we ever find complete peace of mind
In our volatile world today,
Or do we feel insecure
Even after locking our door
Hoping safely inside we will stay?

Do we shake, do we dread
Are eerie shadows all in our head,
Do we jump at a creak
Then be half scared to speak
When we are tucked up in our bed?

Could it all be a ruse just to confuse
Is our security all that it seems,
Or will we wake in the night
In an exhausted fright
Praying an intruder is all in our dreams?