The fear of riding, The fear of dying.
Although they called fear being scared, The one that made a belief sacred.
And picking from the pot of the unknown, What's found is the consequence for the grown.
And it's about to ride or die, The rider must hold on to the tie.
And dying is not among the options, As waking up is a risk with other options.
What of the sacred fear to ride which calls, When the dying option falls.
So to aim the donkey, And ride even if it isn't smoky.
Using a camel, Following up as a true dromedamel.
Looking at the motorcycle, It will be good so far, isn't it in the epicycle?
Why ride on a ship, Cruising up and down in the relationship.
And if it is an aircraft, The motion to be in use is the craft.
Because any way is a way, So some say.
But it is only the rider who decides the lane, To his or her Arcane.
What about that; The fear of riding, And the fear of dying.