I miss the old world

 

As the new threatens

 

 

I want something else

 

As all things end

 

 

When the time arrives

 

Shall we turn away

 

 

I will be brave

 

To face the slower moment

 

 

Maybe run

 

As you come

 

 

I can't stop the longing

 

But I hold back waves

 

 

Eventually evils falls

 

Good again triumphs

 

 

The birth of a black hole

 

And signs to come.