#unexpected #vss365 #SnowFoxNightSky The Unexpected Is Born in Darkness How many tomorrows can we foresee, How many disasters wait beneath the sea? How many promises will turn into lies, How many dreams will rot before our eyes? We draw our maps upon the shifting sand, Pretending fate will follow our command. We count the stars, believing we know the sky, Yet never know which light will be the first to die. Only nature follows laws we barely understand, While human fate slips like blood through our hands. The seasons turn, the rivers find their way, But human lives are shattered in a single day. The unexpected knocks without a sound, And drags our fragile kingdoms underground. No warning bell, no mercy, no reprieve, Just broken truths we never wished to believe. What can be expected from this wretched place, Where cruelty wears a kind and smiling face? What can be trusted when the solid ground Becomes a grave before we turn around? Perhaps the unexpected is no curse at all, But life's cold law that governs every rise and fall. Still, knowing this cannot extinguish my despair— I dread the unseen hand already waiting there. So let the future hide its venom in the night; Let fate conceal its fangs beyond my sight. I shall not kneel because tomorrow cannot be known— I'll face the unexpected, even when I stand alone.