"Prepare, oh prepare"
she sang as she planted her garden
"Prepare, oh prepare"
she sang as she hung her solar panels
"Prepare, oh prepare"
She hummed as the wildfire smoke made her eyes tear
That wasn't fun
plague and earthquakes elsewhere were enough
but for it to come home
that was not fun
But she ate her saurkraut
as the world burned around here
tried to stay grounded
doing daily chores,
of which there were never any lack
New she sang songs of redemption
as she hung on
waiting through the dark
waiting for the light
