Savoir

Sitting alone attitude so mild,
is a young girl nothing but a child.
Day by day she dreams,
though nothing is as it seems.
The real world is quite scary,
but she is still dreaming of a fairy.
All around her blood lust cries,
and bombs are falling from the skies.
When will the blood shed cease?
No one knows in the least.
Those with lives on the line,
cry out heavenly divine.
Out of the ashes she will rise,
to bring our world out from unsightly demise.
As you can see, she is someone of this birth,
to bring back peace and joy to this was raging earth.