Spying On the World

A Poem by Poe

Wrote this in school. I personally like it.

Spying on the world,
As if through a haze,
Waiting to see the world,
Be set ablaze.

Standing on the top of the world,
Yet feeling so small.
Head in the heavens,
Waiting for the angels to fall.

I am not one,
With the rain or wind,
Yet I watch every person
And know who has sinned.

And when comes the day,
When you all shall cry.
I will sit back on watch,
And watch you all die.

I gave many chances,
Yet they still lie.
Now the day has come
For the world to die.

Never underestimate my power,
For you shall never win.
I have watched the world grow,
Perfect; it has never been.