Friday, July 15, 2016

Must Flee

Even with the comforts,
Of this warm, empty bed,
The protection of these walls around me,
Showered from toes to head,

This body still working as bodies should,
No abnormal defects,
The complaints all due to improper care,
That the mind occasionally deflects,

With the safety I get as a white male,
The king of this jungle,
There's still a fear of what l might incur,
With one little bungle,
But such is life,
There's no guarantee,
E'en if things aren't going as planned,
Or they are, you must be ready to flee.

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