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'The Protector'

Poetry By: Richmaggs

Tags: Psychology

These chains are all your own,
These chains are comfortable,
This cage was never locked,
Born free but scared to be ....

Submitted:May 18, 2012    Reads: 59    Comments: 13    Likes: 2   

The Protector



First I protect me,

Then I suspect me,

Next I direct me,

Now I reject me,

Soon I'll eject me,

So I don't subject me

To more of my own protection.


Am I evolving?

Perhaps I'm devolving,

I hope I'm absolving,

And I'm not dissolving,

What needs resolving,

For I'm not involving

More of my own protection.


Will I regenerate?

Or merely procrastinate.

I need to accumulate

The will to congratulate

Myself and to speculate

That I wont degenerate

After more of my own protection.

Ad infinitum …



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