A Place With No Banners

Where I am is not for you,
Your banner does not wave here,
do not knock on this door,
don't tread on my space.

Your hands are not welcome here, 
You do not help,only harm.
You cannot trap me with lies,
I you cannot charm.

Slick tongues can become tangled,
But wise ones can cut through you,
Your banner does not wave here,
And it never will.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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