A gossamer wind blows away from the sky,

And creates an angel, dear.

As one aged man says goodbye

To the life he lived here

A child is born, and she will be called Destiny.



She gives

                       She takes,

                                                       She decides fate.



For the gossamer wind that once came from the sky,

Has become a subtle monster

Never listening to the children’s cry.

She sees herself as God

On a playing field of soldiers



She’s here,

                 She decides,

                                   She takes lives.





We cannot stop her

But we can try.

The once a gossamer child from above

Now a burly fiend from the sky

Together we can stop Destiny.



  She Gave,

                  She took,

                           She was only human.