Protected
Protected
I have a military compound
With barbed wire and
“No entry” signs all around
My heart
And am not ready
To start
To change my habits
Or take things apart.
My routines are calming and steady,
Though people say I’m a bore
I feel comfortably numb and secure
With the four locks on my door.
And if I have to brave the storms outside
Where I feel unprotected and unsure,
I keep my eyes focused on the floor
And know I can hide
Behind a mask and be safely obscure.
© Sangeet Portals, 01.2023
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