Cassandra

Cleanse your ears to hear the future
And tell the world the bitter truth
The second most beautiful woman in the universe
Was drenched in madness
Through the odyssey of her youth

Cry in vain while no one will choose to hear you,
Character stained as no one will congregate near you
Cassandra will they ever see the light?

An endless, agonized frustration
Of knowing “x” but observing “y”
Wouldn’t life have been much easier
If you had only just the capacity to lie?

The sky is falling but none will believe you
Night is calling and one dissolves without you
Cassandra, will this be that fateful night?

I believe that springtime will start earlier this year
And if I assume as much, will I resume my touch to…
Navigate my ship through the rock infested waters?
Guided by ancient stars, this world in which we are looks quite the same
So much the same

I declare that wintertime is over now
Ten days earlier than it was ever supposed to be
Or was it meant to be?

Revealed as riddles and vague, disjointed statements
Cast in the middle of rain for the gods’ entertainment
The world is crumbling to dust but no one will believe you
Your peers have withdrawn their trust and will no longer receive you
Cassandra, will we ever get this right?