In the cone again
Uncertainty reigns

We have a state of emergency
Shaped like a gun 

Can’t we shoot it away
In self defense?

Standing our ground
Still broken and bare

Overreacting or underprepared?

Can’t bear a rerun
We’ve seen this show

1, 2, 3, Not it
We don’t wish it on you

Our triangle trees still
bowing in awe

A constant reminder
Nature’s one flaw

What if?
Surely not

Mother’s not that cruel

Keep calm and carry on
And on and on


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