Poetry: “Shields”

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Shields

Pardon me
If I seem rude
Impolite
And out of tune

For my defenses
To my mind
My flimsy shields
Have fallen down

All the world
Bears down on me
A harsh assault
That’s sunk in deep

Give me some time
A quiet place
Then I will show
My better face

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