Sentimental rain drops

The tears fall in increments

Like incremental pain drops

That wash away the stained spots

The Western World is just a hive of scum and villainy

That’s why Superheroes wear disguises in trilogies

When the future is uncertain

And the wizard is just a man inside the booth behind the curtain

Behaving like a serpent

With a bag full of everything

Except your home

Just remember, be yourself

And accept your own

Or Run & Hide…