Poem - 3.12.23 - Not A Criminal Confession

• Not A Criminal Confession •

I’ve bestowed life,
And I’ve taken life,
In every conceivable manner of giving and taking it.

I’ve preserved life, saved life,
And I’ve hindered the attempts to rescue it.

All of these acts are prone to incite delusions of grandeur… 
So…
Why am I so insecure?

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