Guard - Exploring Brokenness: Poetry on Pain, Anger, and Human Flaws

Guard

No matter how bad things get,
He will never capitulate,
Unable to let his guard down,
Admit wrongdoing,
Change direction.
Everything is a loss in
The land of broken victors.
People come and go,
Fouled by his egotism,
An unrepentant smile
Betrays his narcissism.
Alone at the end of his days,
He’s still glad he won.

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Poetry by Guy Farmer