i am scared, i am scared for all you shrunken, reduced humans
i am scared for your aged mother and father
scared for all the moths and wasps in the house
scared of your plaintive denial of facts laid bare
scared of your unacceptance, inability to be objective
scared of darks hearts and swollen feets
scared of death and the taste of a slow one
scared of the self-destructive properties of bad vibes
scared of bad energy
scared of the collapse of the species
scared of all the skeletons in the closet
god, please save the good souls and cleanse the bad ones
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