What retracts as if opposed

When taking smells in through your nose?

A protein leacher

And feature of both god and preacher.

Father of none

But bound to mature with all sons

This wily creature may make home of your pores

But running wild will cause people to slam shut their doors

In absence of flock

May make strangers more apt to then talk

Lives mostly dead

Adoring your head

By law it must feed on a chain

In the throat of hydrophilic beasts you may find its remains

The frantic whip of its tail

Will cause your skin to boil and wail

Find it submerged, unwinding in a pool

And you will find its hatred cool and unspooled

            It has relented its aggression

            But wind blows it back to stasis tension

It burrows without claws until duely undug

Builds a nest on the surface it has just plugged

Its presence is rude when it greets the eye

So abhorrent it can make even a blind man cry

Speaks its convocation to a select few on the earth

A birds eye view clearly reveals it’s unnecessary and convoluted from birth

Struts as, above and below shadows

Circumvents the cove from where all sad flows