What is wrong?

Sunset
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I was near a healing stone

But I was oblivious.

A hawk flew over,

I did not see.

A butterfly landed near me

And opened and closed its wings.

I did not notice.

That was yesterday.

Today the setting sun

Transformed a gray cloudbank

Into a feast of rose and purple hues

As the crescent moon

Brightened into a Cheshire smile.

I happened to be looking down.

Tomorrow an ant will come home with me on my shoe,

But I will not witness its calamity.

A certain number will try to get my attention

But it will elude me.

My brother will leave a message to call him

And I will forget to return his call.

And yet when Trump does some stupid sh*t

I'm all ears!