I Alone
I am just one little man.
I will do anything I can.
Will I alone stop a catastrophe?
Don’t count too heavily on me.
The end of the world is a perpetual prediction.
Analysts are always making a projection.
Psychics are rampant with a prognostication.
Many of us shudder with an ominous expectation.
Whatever Armageddon will bring,
will I be able to stop such a thing?
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2012
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