Watched Poem by Philip Whan
Watched
Fear!
How it makes simple things unclear…
Left to grow,
Left to show,
It holds back the invisible foe.
But the cost?
What of what is lost?
Always watched, Always known,
Always with a cover blown...
What comes with this change,
If not but danger from such an exchange?
For the threat moves closer still,
And gives the power to something with a far greater chill...
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5/6/2024 12:38:55 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Philip, such a superb poem👍👍👍