i seek solace

8 Jul

like a cat curled up inside a cardboard box

i seek solace

like a child standing behind their mother’s leg

i seek solace

guns can be found lying around

bullets can be flying

even on the sunniest days

and the innocent can be destroyed

by random debris

an ordinary life can become like a raft

tossed about by extremities

therefore i seek solace

a temporary respite

a lovely dream

before donning my armor

and marching off to work

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