The first thing I thought was who Mr. Fear is is he scary or a scardy cat? As I started to read "He follows us, he keeps track each day his list are longer." From my American childhood I automatically think Santa! But were in AP lit and I doubt we would get a poem on Santa. I also think of the lord because, he is always watching us and keeping track of our sins. "Maybe he smiles when he finds the right one. Maybe he’s sorry." This made me think of the lord to because when he see us starving, hurt, diagnosed with cancer, and all the other pain, is he happy because he know that is what will make us strong or sad because we are broken. Personally I don't believe in free will, so to me the lines "and he looks through his sack, his black sack of troubles" I pictured fate personified. He reaches his hand in and pulls out, who you are and how your life will be. "Make it small please." Everyone always hope that they have a small amount of hardships and troubles to deal with in their life. This poem is an allegory and a personification.
Mr. Fear has taken vacancy in my mind and refuses to leave thanks to Lawrence Raab.
Hmmm. Very interesting twist you gave this. I have to think about it.
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