Watching from above

A Poem by Anushka

It is about how someone, anyone, created a space and now is watching the drama unfold.

A wish I will pour in your glass of water,
A wish to survive , a wish to scatter.
Water will erase dryness of all sorts
A cleansing of thoughts along with throats.
My world will have thoughts of all kinds,
Singular ones aren't as powerful as gray minds.
The water will then fall on heads of the world,
I'll let them decide , the next step to unfold.
The cycle will continue until one day,
A throat will cut other for clearing it's own way.
That day I'll smile finally,
All those years and it's my time to enjoy finally.