Shut Down

Some day, you will unfriend the whole universe,

Allowing  desolation to nurture your second nature;

You will slow down your pace,

And  lower  your  heart rate

To hear the mild unborn celebrate;

You will share smiles with those
never striking back

to secure their survival 

and  brutally turn away from their  grave apathy

to refill the holy graal.

A real-time watcher crawling in the darkness

seldom finds his way to flourish' n 'root;

Therefore, while skyrocketing his bliss,

He finally has his fortunes fed to the lion.

The moral is simple:

A broken wand is only the end of a half-blood scion.