Strategy to implement.

Picking up my identity
the one
from the heart
that I lost somewhere
in front of
and behind
oceans.

Free
to love at last
whom I want to love.
Freed from foisted
anxieties
I count the few ones
hitting the road with me.

Knowing their vulnerabilities
Instead of coddle
I will strike and catch those
who were
trying to
demean me.

Spread these words,
message them by all means...

I will bash without compassion
hammer without mercy those
I suspect being  my enemies.
I will salve assiduously
the bruises,
the scrapes,
the wounds of my
declared beloved ones.

As I said
let everyone know.