Take a second or two to wonder why the rose has thorns.
Pinch a nerve and feel a section of the body go numb while another part becomes stimulated.
A gun, a dog, a bullet proof vest, and surveillance only for a sense of security.
Whom or what are we afraid of?
A child wakes up in the middle of the night and decides to sleep with mommy and daddy.
Is a wall made to be climbed?
Does a world of threats teach us to sleep with one eye open?
A military guard stands watch.
Bodyguards hovering over the people with plenty.
A pathway through a dark alley with the thought of reaching a safe haven playing over and over again in the mind.
Will it ever end?
Will we ever get to stop running and hiding from them, it, he or her?
What will it take to be comfortable?
Confusion in the wild.
Darkness in the wilderness.
Is security equivalent to peace?
Where did all of these enemies come from?
Saying no to feel safe.
The boss parking in the back.
The hard glass where the cash is.
All for a sense of security.
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