Protection

Why do we protect things?

What does it really mean?

Is it putting your life on the line to save another?

Or is it hiding from everything that could ever hurt you?

Are you acting as the protection?

Or are you constantly looking for it?

Why does it matter so much that it exists?

 

People have always been protective

However the manners that they show it

Are as different as the clouds in the sky

Protection to one person does mean putting thier own life on the line

And to another it does mean hiding from the world

Why do they do these things?

Because they care.

Whether it be caring for themselves, for another

Or even an object

People will do everything in their power

To keep what they care about safe

Untouched and unspoiled

It has always been apart of us

 

And forever will be

 

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