Occupational HazardA Poem by poeticpierstetrameter sonnetOccupational Hazards. The life I lead means that I must. React to changing circumstance. I have to learn to readjust. I can’t afford to take a chance. I’m proud of my ability To react instantaneously To anything that seems to be. A threat to my security. Perhaps I’m growing paranoid. Potential threats are everywhere. Although I take the greatest care. I cannot possibly avoid. The risks a bodyguard must take. One slip might be the last I make. Friday, 17 August 2012 © 2012 poeticpiers |
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Added on August 17, 2012 Last Updated on August 17, 2012 AuthorpoeticpiersConsettAboutI am poeticpiers but system refused to recognise my ID SI I reregistered more..Writing
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