Why is it that we become scared when trouble arrives?
Is it so that no one can see the bravery behind our weak weary eyes?
Why is it that we fear what we cannot have?
Is it that we're just ungrateful for the things we already have?
Why is it that we fear the results of races discriminating or blending?
Is it because we are ignorant of our own insecurities and we fear the possibilities of actually mending?
Why is it that we fear what the future brings?
Is it that we're cowards who refuse to believe in a higher power who leads us to the right things?
Why is it that we fear at all?
It is because we are lineate individuals trapped in a time of uncertainty and refuse to clone Humpty after his great fall.