My son on my shoulders, I walk
Through the crowd at the carnival
I lift him wishing he could lift me
So we could ascend under Mary’s umbrella
When the winds shift from left to right
Together jump into a chalk paint dream
I will defend my family from the venom
I will defend my family from the hurt
I will defend my family from the drugs
Needed to sort through this red and blue
Mess. We will purple them together,
A much happier color for the new shoes
I walk in with my son on shoulders.
I whisper to the ground:
I, too, am afraid of everyone.
I, too, feel them swallowing my soul.
In response to The National’s “Afraid of Everyone” written by Matt Berninger and Aaron Dessner off their album, High Violet