It seems unreal

All of it

This world
Trees like plasticine models
People like lego figurines
With a limited range of motion
And everything so destructible, fragile
Accustoming builds peace,
Peace builds seemingly stable families
Suddenly the comfort zone disappears
The globe is changing
The structure undergoes transformation
Into something new
The stem cell, the core stays intact,
Untouched
Daughter cells are too compliant
Submitting
Morphing
Vulnerable like children
Submitted to conditions they find themselves in.