We can only wait for that day! The Foureyed Poet.
Are the predictions of doom founded
as the planet spins and circles
around our bright sun at a high-speed
humans trying to better nature
chaos continues to blight anything living
nature as always is never forgiving!
An endless stream of disaster scenarios
forever have been fed to the masses
can Nostradamus be the most quoted
but were his predictions too general
adapted to fit what we want to believe
making sense of tragedies we grieve!
The prophecies and deadlines pass us by
here we are still onward bound
each more dire yet do we get more blase
until another disaster stirs our anxiety
thinking is this the real prediction of doom
when our planet could be our final tomb!
Only time will tell as one day it must occur!
The Foureyed Poet.