Fred Aiken Writing

I sometimes wish the worst possible scenario would play out,

but not just for others, but for me as well,

like a giant meteoroid hitting this floating rock filled with combustible chemicals and people,

or a nuclear was would break out rather than being the awkward ornament every drunken developed nation brings to every UN xMas party,

and it all plays out in some grand fashion that creates massive amounts of casualties,

and I don’t survive, and neither do any of my loved ones,

yet somehow some Han Solo character shows up from outta nowhere,

I mean, no one could have predicted he would be the hero of humanity,

but he comes out with his best,

only to be foiled by the gravity of real life crushing every bone in his meat sack till he is riddled with the realization

that he was never meant for the hero business,

no one is, because it’s a made up industry filled with liars and thieves

that control a narrative that only they can interact with, and no one else plays role