2012

An ancient people in an ancient land; Thousands gather in their band., Living in the rhythm of the universe; They keep at bay the sun god’s curse, Knowledge surpassed their primitive ways; Ritual and sacrifice filled their days. Spectacular pyramid, a stone temple built high; From the alter, beating hearts held to the sky. Lifeless bodies cast down blood-stained stairs; Life and death occurred before a thousand prayers. In hopes that drought and flood would pass them by; The Mayans became masters of the knowledge of the sky, The movement of heavenly bodies, they would track; With the pagan gods they would make a pact. To track the days, the weeks, the months and the years; They chiseled a stone calender that moved like huge gears With this they predicted many a celestial event; Hundreds of years before they would present. They predicted a total eclipse of the sun; Generations before it would have begun. The calender is accurate to just a few seconds; But it holds a mystery of which the mind beckons, Scientists baffled, for answers they delve; The calender ends December 21, 2012. Scientists know an alignment will take place The sun, the earth, and the galaxy, all in deep space Were the Mayans telling us that time would then end? Or, is the mystery too intricate for us to comprehend? If the end of times is near, what will we do? The mystery continues, for we haven’t a clue.