the Boarding

In an instant, in one day,
the world turns it's belly up,
the child cannot inhale now,
what is this thing i walk upon?

in an instant, in one day,
the protector becomes the predator,
the child cannot smile now,
who is this man i now behold?

in an instant, in one day,
words become a solemn threat,
the child cannot listen now,
what are these words my ears intake?

the child is a vegetable,
a ward of God alone,
for in a day, only a day,
all changes in a n instant.