Virtue of the Moth: Poems by Danny Price
Friday, February 27, 2015
Touch The Hand of The Guard
quick to lock ourselves
in a prison cell of arrogance
incarcerated by our own egos
freedom can not happen
until we reach through the bars
to touch the hand of the guard
understanding
he is in this prison
too
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