I've built a home of mud and stone
But someone is trying to break in.
The door is pounding
The windows rattling
And the earth shakes beneath me.
A voice demands, "Let me in. Let me in."
I know if I do
Destruction will overwhelm
And my home will crumble from within.
My heart races and fear blankets the rooms.
I can not shout Leave me alone!
Or stand up and fight them off.
I cower in the corner waiting.
Will they enter or grow tired and leave?
Will I be able to live in my home of mud and stone?
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