Not far from now
Mankind shall bow
Our mortal time at hand,
Whats in store
A third world war
And death shall rule the land.
Misery and dispair
Not well shall we fair
In payment for our past,
Men shall cry
And men shall die
In the hour which is our last.
Snow shall fall
Where none was at all
To warn of what's to come,
The ring of fire
Shall explode with ire
To show it has begun.














Comments
The poem? Beautifully written. More please!
Take care.
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Try again. Fail again. Fail better.
~ Samuel Beckett ~
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I eat my coffee straight from the can, why dilute it?
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I eat my coffee straight from the can, why dilute it?
I am inspired by the poem, and these comments.
Change the prophecy!!!!
Well written, you have a unique, subtle style, good flow.
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Music. Beautiful, beautiful music.</i?
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