Protection

Hippy kids name after Dead tunes
Haven't heard the word protection
Hell is fake news
And guns an abomination
Anarchists in their mid-twenties
Stopped buying into peace a few years ago
Turning in pennies
For peanut butter and ammo
Acquiring a fight response
Is my latest page
It's putting up fronts
It's playacting on stage
Before age eleven I didn't know protection
That's when I needed it most
I learned how to fly
And I learned how to freeze
But I never learned to fight for my needs
Teaching myself to fight
Hasn't always put me in the right
Sometimes I take small qualms too far
Like slamming a door so hard it pops ajar
I find myself screaming at friends
Letting their actions put me at my wits ends
I must protect myself
I am in danger
Because everyone else is a stranger

I'm not just some hippy kid anymore
I'm a proponent for real change
Against global capitalism at war
Against the patriarchy deranged
Always I seek to expand my skill set
How to protect myself form the gambit
From old white men at the grocery store
Harassing me at the register
From cops, Christians
And the homophobic neighbors next door
I get so caught up
I forget to protect myself from the one who could sow the most damaging seed
I forget to protect myself from me



Credits
Writer(s): Cassidy Mull
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