Hubris

a short poem

My sword,

my armor, 

not a single chink,

protected,

defended,

wrapped up on all sides,

yet vulnerable,

open,

one single strike could kill,

I am,

completely,

totally,

at the mercy of those before,

and yet I feel,

safe,

secured,

and well cared for,

indebted to you,

for what this means.

Reviews

[Kibbles and Quips]

I love those last lines
"indebted to you,
for what this means."
Love it. Great way to close off the poem.
My only advice, or observation, is to maybe choose some softer syllables in these two lines,

"wrapped up on all sides,"
and,
"one single strike could kill,"

When I say some softer syllables I mean that those lines end of repetitions of singular hard sounds back to back to back, disrupting the flow. Maybe it's intended but, to me, if you choose words with more syllables, or ones whose phonetics have a variety of consonance and dissonance, the piece would flow much better.
Just my two cents and observation, though. You are the sole possessor of the image and art and message, I am just trying to help you better realize your vision.

[LukewarmLollipop]

Yes thank you so much! I agree with your points and totally see what you are saying. Thanks for the constructive criticism.