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the protector

January 17, 2011
By BAMBAM BRONZE, Holland, Michigan
BAMBAM BRONZE, Holland, Michigan
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We lock eyes but no words spoken

I watch as you mingle with your friends

We are never spoken of until its time

People listen to our cries

Our visual warnings to get out

Your eyes filled with fear

Like bodies in line at lunch we stand

I comfort the staff at the school when I work for

I hide pain for you to be safe

We soar our throats to make sure your out

Our warnings flash like lighting tells you to stay away

We feel the burning sensations

We scream to get you out not for fun

We are bright red to see us when you pass by and check now n then

More and more you will learn to appreciate us

We are not appreciated until the danger comes

I am the protector

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