We are shaped 

By the people

Around us.

And I am chipped

And roughly

Hewn

Ripped

And badly

Sewn

By you.

Once

Every three months

You come

Needle-

Studded threats -

I'm numb.

I succumb.

You say I'm forced -

I'll have to.

You say it's all

Your idea.

Noncompliance

Non-believing

Medical

Flooding

My heart's 

Thudding

So leave

Please.

Give me

At least 

Three months

Of peace.