On a hard rocky earth
God has given these creatures soft skulls
under Hail and meteors
So vulnerable
Our congnitive senses
Focused inside our heads
Such a violent world
Couldn't we be made like steel
accidents and aggression
storms and earthquakes
A poweful sun shining down
Our soft vulnerable heads exposed
We are lifelong babies
searching for safespaces
when there are none
trying to avoid brain damage
putting on protection and helmets
Building nukes and shelters
singing nursery rhymes
telling comforting white lies
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