Bugs in Amber - Kurt Vonnegut Jr. (in Slaughterhouse Five)

"Welcome aboard, Mr. Pilgrim," said the loudspeaker. "Any questions?"
Billy licked his lips, thought a while, inquired at last: "Why me?"
"That is a very Earthling question to ask, Mr. Pilgrim. Why you? Why us for that matter? Why anything? Because this moment simply is. Have you ever seen bugs trapped in amber?"
"Yes." Billy, in fact, had a paperweight in his office which was a blob of polished amber with three ladybugs embedded in it.
"Well, here we are, Mr. Pilgrim, trapped in the amber of this moment. There is no why."

Scared of what?

Am I scared to confront my idealistic world???  Am I??
Answer me!!

What will you do ?

What are they going to build with?
Once the sand and rock is gone?
All gone....
And along with it, the water, also gone...
Will it be ash and bones?

What will you do when the trees are gone?
And with them the birds, gone..
Their songs, also gone...

Will you cry then for loss of the sand or loss of the rock?
Will you weep enough to replace the rivers that are also gone with them?

What will I do....