This, would be, the aftermath…
There’s nothing BUT debris, everywhere, scattered pieces of whatever used to be whole and complete, all over the land, and, there’s also, that “scent” of death, filling up this world too.
The aftermath, there’s NO way that anybody can and will be able to make a quick recovery, as the tragedies that STRUCK us all, STRUCK us all, too hard! The aftermath, you can only get back up, from being beaten down, and, in the process, sure, it would be, painful, as you’d remembered, how well you once had it, and look at you now: you got, absolutely NOTHING going for you!
The aftermath, this, is what you’ll be left with, for the rest of your lives, and you will, continue, to suffer the consequences of YOUR own F***ED (maxed out, remember???) bad actions, there’s NO doubt.
The aftermath, all I can say, is that clean up will always and forever BE a B-I-T-C-H! And, there’s still NO way, that you can EVER escape that unwanted job, and, NO matter how well you think you’d done, cleaning up, you still can’t satisfy EVERYBODY, and so, you can keep on, tryin’, just don’t EXPECT A-N-Y successes in that is all!
Life, the Obstacle Course 