They said it would come. And all the while we played make believe in its shadow. Sitting in our houses, with satelite dishes and great, gaping, glittering, blue swimming pools. We sipped lemonade with fruit wedges, and rubbed oil into our skin to make it suck at the sun. Disguising our vericose veins and bruises. Concealing our thin skinned utter fear. The sweet coconut scent making us drowsy, and unaware. We walked in armani suits, had strong, manly handshakes and lifted leathery black umbrellas to the pouring rain. Ah, the bliss of ignorance. An yet..it came. It covered the earth in a blackness, oversweeping us before we could even come up with excuses. The same old lines. Im not at home, we dont want any, no thank you, please drive thru. Some other time. It came. Despite our sports cars, our electorial debates. Our so called strengths. It came. And I just gave a great big sigh.