Vultures.

I will roar for you.
You do not need me to,
You are perfectly capable of defending yourself.
But when I see the vultures circling,
I am overcome with a need to protect you.
These ingrates have my back arched,
My mouth snarling into a growl.
I feel savage.

But instead,
I dip my words into the poison and loose them like arrows.
Then I turn to you and bathe you,
In all the things your mother should say to you daily.
You are strong.
You are loved.
You do not need these vultures.
You are the sun and they do not deserve to fly so close to you.
I hope you burn them all.

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