quake

 

  Mr quake why are you always smiling and never yawning? Have you not lost your willingness, you’re verve? 

For every morning you show up, never deterred at the news which of recent could be noted as more bad? They say it’s ok, even healthy to let out a tear and can make room for love. You remind me of an old lady who always smiled come rain, snow or war - said she had no time for tears - that once she had cried and you laughed mr quaker sir. Now when the terror comes she can only fix a smile; an eerie smile set to the sound of screams.