P.R. Poem by Will B a Poet

P.R.



You are a protected species, when I smile, you look the other way.
When i speak you do not listen.
When I touch, you turn away.
when I express my mind, you close yours.

Your ignorance protects you, but for how long.

One day, you will:
Smile, Speak, Touch, express your mind
& others will be the protected species.

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