The human ego is sometimes said to be a shield; an instrument of self-preservation. A person can, therefore, end up being cocooned by her or his ego! Read the following lines and think on it!
I opened myself to a world of hurt and joy,
Up and down, round and round, I went, o’boy!
Life then was always in a tizzy,
Making me mad and dizzy.
It was in the end no joy ride,,
All it did was ignite my pride.
Enough, I said,
No more, no more emotion can I bled.
Shielded now by my own cocoon,
I shelter in till the rising of the next blood moon.
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