The Tap On The Shoulder


The enemy tapped me on the shoulder

and asked if I wanted to play.

I boldly told him, no be gone!

Then went about my day.


The enemy came again

a little more subtle this time,

but I recognized that it was him

and quickly guarded my mind!


The next time he came

I was quite unaware

how we had been chatting,

but he had pulled up a chair!


The enemy came, tapped again

and the problem was suddenly so clear.

I had turned around and said “what?” to him,

thereby giving him my ear! ©

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