Protected

“Protected”
a poem by Jeremy C Kester

The cold beckons outside,
Protected by these walls
from me.
If I had this energy
to fight against the gods,
or me.
If I could be called a god,
but for their sake I run
to sleep…

For now.

Poem written by Jeremy C Kester
©2020 Jeremy C Kester – All Rights Reserved

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