Here's something I've been thinking about.

At Home in a Falling World

Outside the world is rushing

With terrifying speed

Terrifying word, and

Terrifying deed –

In here we hide pretending

While energy expending ---

Well I hate to tell you children,

I hate to say it at all

But this world we’re in

With its dance and spin

Is going to spiral down and fall.

Will we crash and burn?

We have yet to learn

Just exactly how it’ll go:

Maybe break apart,

Maybe break your heart

Maybe settle down real slow.

I’m not a Cassandra

It’s not a revival;

I’m just kind of worried

About our survival.

It’s not that I want you

To go around scared

It’s just that I think

That you should be prepared.

When the X hits the fan

We’ll just have to discover

The way to survive

Is by helping each other.

And I want you to know

Life can turn on a dime

And something you thought

would be there for all time

Can end up a moment of history –

Our being is always a mystery.