Fur Erik

By Rina

All too well do I know

That though for you my tears may flow

Their cause is in vain;

Your unjust fate remains unchanged.

Incredulously I strive

To comprehend, to surmise

The reasoning in a situation

I find in dire need of alteration.

If just one thing could be in my hands alone

I know for what I'd start to atone.

Your heart, my dear, would have no cause to grieve

Because what you seek so ardently, you'd receive.

But until I'm ruler of the universe's vast expanse

I'll have to be content to share your pain in my literary rants.