Elucidating Questions

Scared, scared, scared

I don’t want to die, I don’t want mother Earth to die, I don’t want all this beauty to die

But how do you reason with a madman that has all the guns?

I’m scared, it’s in my bones, they’re tense like they want to do something

I’m clenching my teeth and then realising and then forgetting and then clenching my teeth again

Why is one of the worst people on the planet the safest person on the planet?

I don’t want them to hurt her

My beautiful blue jewel

Please don’t hurt her

Why can’t you see how beautiful and rare and magnificent she is?

Don’t mar her surface with bombs

Does he crave the end?

His threats make it seem so

That type of person should not be in charge of anything

He isn’t scary, his capabilities and capacity for terrible things are.

Dare I ask for a super hero?

Just someone to come and make it all better?

I knew war was coming.

Plague, I saw it, war I saw it, this all just sounds like

I was crazy as a beast, nutty as a goat, and psychic as a seer.

Fuck.