I am a reckless endangered fool
I am a useless and rusty tool.
Watching the pieces as they unfold
closing my eyes as i wait to be told.
You are, ready to explode.
You are a dying endangered space
starving delusion of former grace.
Slaves to reactions and dragging feet
resting a conscience we've put to sleep.
You are, ready to explode.
I am waiting for you to explode.