Protected

Protected under this banner
Protected under this roof
Protected by a vow of silence
Protected by the truth 
Protected from the mayhem 
Protected from the law
Protected from what our ears have heard
And from whatever our eyes saw 

To some, I’m just an afterthought 
By some, I’m pre-selected 
Dumb, humble and weak — 
I struggle to speak 
It’s a good thing I’m protected 

Now, protection ain’t no guarantee 
From the hazards of the land
You can live in a place where you think you are free
Under laws you wouldn’t understand 
And you don’t have to wear no uniform 
You don’t have to fight any fight
O, thank the Lord you’re so protected and warm 
All thru the stormy night 

To some, it’s just an afterthought 
By others, it’s dissected 
Our leadership reigns 
And they go to great to great pains 
To ensure that we stay protected 

So if I sound ungrateful 
Or if I sound unsure 
Or even if I’m hateful, 
It’s no offense to you and yours 
‘Cause everybody seeks protection 
The tolling of safety’s bell 
And we’d give up our lives to keep away from the knives 
Even if it means the paradise of hell

To God, we may be an afterthought 
(We sure are to those we’ve elected)
In our armored suits
And our futile pursuits,
We stand quasi-resolute
With T-shirts crying that we’re protected
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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