Disaster falling

Silently, she shouted
Without evidence, she proved
With surety, she questioned
Sedentary, she moved
 
Argumentative, she agreed
Articulate, on page she wrote
Expeditious, she’s caught standing still
With wisdom, she’d devote
 
With right of passage, she went home
Ignorant of what she knew
With quality, quantity was lost
Red when young, she turned to blue
 
Imprisonment had set her free
Time off had seen her work be done
Defeatist, she was sure to win
Dawdle, stroll, prefer to run
 
In bed sick, she jumped for joy
Depression brought her happiness
Belief had left her unbeknown
Devout non-believer, she’d confessed
 
To view the scene, a blindness wrought
To learn, the ignorant had strayed
To wait to prove her patience lost
To rug, so warm, on summer’s day
 
To run, stark naked, in the frost
To feel and think – a deeper test
To know the world’s in disarray
To laugh out loud, but not in jest
 
To worry, softly, is this the day
When routine’s disorganised?
Her senses feel oblivious
Has disaster come to greet her yet?