Hey there, little one,
How do you do?
I’ve come from the future to
Check up on you
To see you smile, see you giggle,
And all things sunny
To see you laugh at every dad’s joke
Even though they’re not funny
I’ve come from another land
Far, far away
Where only these jokes will help you
To live another day
No time to think, no time to survive
Or gasp a tiny bit
No time to talk, no time to walk
Or eat or blink or sit
A land where dragons and monsters
Really do exist
A land where people hate people,
It’s a never ending list
A land where lives are destroyed
In the name of war
A land where everything you’ve ever loved
Is declared no more
I see your boy band stickers
Kept secret in your room
Cherish it all you can
Before you grow up too soon
It’s a scary, dark place
With little to no light
But holding candles you’ll find
Your people, so bright
This land haunts, this land hunts
This land burns you to the ground
Though grief and sorrow unveil
A cathartic, melodious sound
A sound you will sing loudly
To the monsters, to the dragons
And the seething Sun
Stay happy, little one
‘Fore this land hands you a
Nepenthe loaded gun.
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