Find solace anywhere you can
we are like thatched roofs in the wind
shelter, desperate to be pinned
but permanence was not the plan
when it was that our life began
years dilute, our futures are thinned
expressed as a threat to rescind
our talents, health and life span.

So nail those stray threads down
with whatever you find
because the storm is here
and an unstable crown
often topples the mind
when great turmoil appears.