What she sees she cannot change.
It’s like a turn already happened.
She sees the people are unhappy
At widely unexpected range.
She loves them all no matter what.
She wishes to believe in kindness.
Her soul is very-very old,
She seeks forgiveness for the mindless.
She sees the ice is melting down,
The nature growing mad and fierce.
She sees of what is yet to come,
But still her heart’s already pierced.
She sees destruction, pain and blood,
Apocalyptic storms and drowning
Of continents. But deep in mind
She knows this all’s been cycling down.
Historic spirals and repeats,
Civilizations’ growth, degrading.
As if for thousands years she lives
She’s seen it all in sharp and fading.
The world’s more crazy every turn.
It leaves her lonely in the knowing.
And every time when she returns
Her pains and hopes are only growing.