If only she knew, as the sun stood ablaze,
The world she knew would disappear in the haze.
How long would she dream of water and land?
How long would she hope for an azure hand?
If only she knew of the dangers in toll,
And colors of freedom would become quite dull.
The bees on flowers and birds in the skies
Could never care if someone dies.
If only she saw what was to come
To those whose hearts beat like a drum.
Young worlds soon will become anew
To the life and pain that others withdrew.
If only I could see the change,
To reach outside my rotting cage.
My world is me; I admit,
But I wish my life would soon submit.
The world she knew would disappear in the haze.
How long would she dream of water and land?
How long would she hope for an azure hand?
If only she knew of the dangers in toll,
And colors of freedom would become quite dull.
The bees on flowers and birds in the skies
Could never care if someone dies.
If only she saw what was to come
To those whose hearts beat like a drum.
Young worlds soon will become anew
To the life and pain that others withdrew.
If only I could see the change,
To reach outside my rotting cage.
My world is me; I admit,
But I wish my life would soon submit.
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