I simply acquiesced to his petition,
I do that most of the time.
I’m not much of a protestor,
but I always retaliate with the notion,
‘you know my needs and wants, why don’t you meet them’.
Your requests I give into
with a lingering hope that you will choose to protect me.
Is silence a fools demise;
what tools do I have to fight with but all my expressions and tears?
Why do you not see my grievances when they have placed the crown on your head?
Speak for me universe,
Fight for me Spirit
then I shall let my actions be my words, they will hold my rebuttal, they will be my concession.
And if I need to change my ways let it be pointed where and how
But at all times grant him patience, compassion and the will to protect my freedom
the courage to protect at all costs.