Worthy

I hear the crys of hopelessness
I've listened to my children say cruel and terrible things
Their minds so empty of the song I sing for them and yet instead full of hate and rage
I've watched them cry tears of pain and anguish
And blame it all on me

They say through their sorrows
Oh why mother
Why me
You cruel and indifferent universe
Why have you forsaken me

Oh they know not how wrong they are
For I the mistress of the universe
Am always at your side
Not cruel and indifferent as they would have you believe

So now upon your judgement day I sit atop my thrown of ice
And look you in the eye
I gaze into your soul and see trails and tribulations hurt and lose and so much more
And I smile back at you
For I am not cruel and indifferent as you may have heard

I look at my creation so beautiful and flawed
I sing my song for you now
And here at the foot of my thrown it fills your mind
Now so empty of the hate and rage that once filled it so
I am not cruel and indifferent

I look into your eyes and see love and hope and glee
And pass my judgment upon you
Now you will see my child I am not cruel and indifferent

I am simpley cruel