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Backed Into A Corner

Nothing but an animal
Backed into a corner
Haunches pressed against the wall
Scared of getting stronger

Hand that fed me keeps me here,
Trying not to bite.
How can I suppress the fear,
Of hands no longer right.

Blame me not for reflex mine.
It was not contrived.
But I’ve seen the warning sign -
Trust won’t be revived.

Between the walls and cowering…
Stuck on future crimes,
Trials verdict towering
Can’t believe the times.

Move an inch and I’ll be had
For things I haven’t done.
Stay a while and I’ll be bad
For victims help no one.

Can’t be lost and can’t be found -
Just spinning in a circle.
As instinctive as a hound
As see-through as a marble.

This reveals no light to you
So sense will not be made.
And my wish to leave is true
Just scared to be betrayed.

So we’ll never blink again
Unless the other blinks:
Neither to the other deign
An end to such a jinx.
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