new sonnet

When I have fears that rebirth will Make me,
lustful by Nature, strange sounds uttering,
hunting in panic Supports penalty,
Mass based courts not only imprisoning.
Or confrout a Phenomenon adored,
my spirit land Usurped and still grieving,
or zealous rebellion, Master warned,
one mans flame, Anothers liberty.
If my ambitions go Unmeditated,
Insurgent, whether abroad or homegrown,
will I shock the Horde and be targeted,
or better keep Faith and bury seeds sewn?
Of these, of All possibilities I think,
a Hero’s glory; new life in a blink.