She comes in many different forms
Sometimes slowly and obviously
Sometimes quickly and shockingly
But we have been for thousand of years in awe of the way she preforms

She has filled the minds and mouths of poets for generations
She has brought great people to their knees
Made them beg, and bend
And from their twisted suffering did come mankind's most treasured creations

Poems and songs
Books, and stories
Paintings, and sculptures
A few rights and a thousand wrongs

Misery has left a mark
A scar that crosses ages
Connecting us in tragedy
Our little muse, and spark