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End of the World

Suppose the world might come to an end tonight The earth, as we know it, heaving a last gasping sigh, Whether by divine providence, or some fool’s delight, We have no way of knowing when the time is nigh. The earth, as we know it, heaving a last gasping sigh, Its moon turning to blood and its oceans seething We have no way of knowing when the time is nigh, We don’t know the second we will stop breathing. Its moon turning to blood and its oceans seething, Burning as though the sun has exploded in a fury, We don’t know the second we will stop breathing So, we continue through life as though in a hurry. Burning as though the sun has exploded in a fury Some have prophesied the earth will be so fated So we continue through life as though in a hurry, Somehow believing when it’s over, we’ll be elated. Some have prophesied the earth will be so fated, Whether by divine providence or some fool’s delight, Somehow believing when it’s over, we’ll be elated Suppose the world might come to an end tonight. March 15, 2022

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 3/17/2022 1:53:00 AM

A FAVE for me. I imagine many from the Ukraine are wondering about it.

L Milton Hankins
Date: 3/17/2022 8:34:00 AM

I suspect we all are, at this particular time in history, Caren. Thanks for the FAVE. I always appreciate your observations.

Gershon Wolf

Date: 3/16/2022 7:46:00 PM

This is excellent, though I'm not quite ready to go this far ... yet... ~ V. Putin

L Milton Hankins
Date: 3/16/2022 10:31:00 PM

Me neither, gw, but it seems to be a realistic way to look at it. Indeed, with nuclear weaponry apparently we can blow ourselves to smithereens pretty quickly. Grim topic. Grim Reaper.

Charles Messina

Date: 3/16/2022 2:14:00 PM

With that madman firing bullets, we never know. It may come sooner than later. Let us pray not. Lord, hear our prayers!

L Milton Hankins
Date: 3/16/2022 2:27:00 PM

Oh yes! Thanks, Charlie. We just have to live one day (hour, minutes) at a time and hope the better minds prevail.

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 3/16/2022 9:52:00 AM

The end will definitely come. When? No one knows.

L Milton Hankins
Date: 3/16/2022 11:21:00 AM

So they say! Thanks, Victor, for your comment on my poem.

Tom Cunningham

Date: 3/16/2022 12:25:00 AM

I hope it doesn't come true Milton, but the way things are the hand is getting near midnight on the doomsday clock, and we should never put off doing things or pages in our life book will be blank with regrets. Tom

L Milton Hankins
Date: 3/16/2022 7:16:00 AM

Thank you, Tom, for your insightful and thoughtful comment. Of course, I hope it doesn't come true, as well, but I think we must consider the possibilities.

Bill Baker

Date: 3/15/2022 11:05:00 PM

We never know, when the end will be. Anytime is okay with me. I liked your Pantoum Milt. Have a great week! Bill

L Milton Hankins
Date: 3/16/2022 7:16:00 AM

Bill, I thank you so much for your affirmative response to my poem.