Ground Zero I; Building a Wall

When the end of things makes its way to the surface
I'll be here, teeth grit and bare,
White knuckled waiting for the inevitable
Will you be standing hand in hand with me?
Will you think about safety when the axis starts crumbling?
There are no choices. Only paths.
Mistakes were made but that's just bad memories.
We will not let this be what kills us
This is not our extinction point
Take the hand that hammers the nail
And fight back with it
Until it's them or us, because it's them or us, and we'll do the best we can, the best that anyone ever could.