Poems and writings

My name is Watcher

My name is Watcher

Today I feel like a library, with books scattered on the floor and the halls

Sometimes I am an ancient creature with knowledge in multiple areas

And sometimes I am a being pretending to be human

But always I am kind.

I ask the world, "What can we do to change it?"

And the answer is

a library, with books scattered on the floor and the halls.