I live in fear
I fear the day when children bicker and fight and mushroom clouds illuminate perilous nights
I fear the day when the price of life should fall so low, that power starved imbeciles launch missiles into places where babies sleep, and fathers pray while mothers weep.
I fear the day I look into my child’s eye and lie and lie voice splintered whispering “We aren’t going to die”.
I fear the day the skies unfold and bombs reign. Rivers of blood flowing through the cold streets; my brothers slain.
I fear the day I look into my child’s eye and lie and lie saying “Everything is fine”.
~ZiXo// We all fall down













