Somewhere in the clouds, 

she frowns and looks down

The humans want ot fight

while others yearn to unite

Shots erupt in the air, and the moment is dire

Persistence and bitter revenge adds wind to the fire

The drought of happiness adds sour turmoil to the land

The thumps that hit the ground sound like the drum beats of a band

The last words of a dying man is "So close yet so far"

But across the globe, Cupid's arrow flys to one's lovestruck heart

She sees the world as a boiling pot of emotions

That will one day spill over like a poisonous potion

How to keep everything balanced and in the pot?

Many try to apprehend but they know not

She used to be apart of this boiling pot called Earth

She experienced love, anger, bliss and merth

But now she just sits and watches above form her bubble

She has no anger, happiness, sadness nor trouble

So, somewhere in the clouds

She frowns and looks down