I hold out my hand to greet

Eyes untrusting as hope retreats

Blocking more hurt’s expectation

Claiming enimity as a homefront

My hand is open in this sign is peace

Not necessarily solely for you to see

Moreso embodying a free stance in living

Swiftly I can still block any offense

Deflecting harm while frown is upside down

No flexing, “nah I mean” conveying scarcity

Swaying fear as protection in protecting you

Who is really scared to death promoting?

Certainly eventuality is in every “I” seeing

Upon this completion, I yet again thwart

Thoughts relying on past deeds assurance

Giveway and repent to this end or die slowly

From within in repping incessant cajoling

Occasions bring victory, but never measure reality

Realizing peace abounds is endless like choosing

Accepting this fact can and would be useful

Giving as good as you got is what you are use to

Relinquishing control in your love of false standings

On this day, there is no strategy, no casualty

Alas you see a new type of awhile, freestyle

Based on the premise of open handed dealing

As I break down your defenses…….and in this fact….

You have already been stolen……..