Everyone gets Anxious?

Every time you think about the exam,
The hair on the skin stand up straight;
What is this new type of stress,
That suddenly grips your heart and breath.

What is this feeling that you get,
The moment you realize you are a dad;
Is it the moment you express your joy,
Or fear the thought of raising a lad.

This even happens before an event,
You lean forward and position yourself in track;
Waiting silently for the whistle to blow,
As your heart races faster than your legs could do.

The moment when a hostage is taken,
The police, the agents all breathe hard;
Thinking about what the next step should be,
Their heart and mind always stays on guard.

When you lose yourself and lest be seduced,
By this other woman, not your wife;
The heart skips a beat over what happened,
The morning right, after the previous night.

A captain gives the order for the strike,
Keeping his hand on his heart;
Asking it to calm down and watch,
As it struggles to burst from the dark.

And the man sitting in the plane,
Who has never worshiped or asked;
Suddenly prays to the Almighty,
To calm the thunder outside, that had been cast.

What is all this, this anxiety,
This feeling that possesses us;
Right at the moment, at the time,
When we need all the luck and no fuss.


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