The Prophecy
Telling of doom and despair, they write in poetry and prose.
Hearing and deciphering as in any piece, varied elucidation,
Every century, has a foreseer of the past, their words have rose.
Preparing for tragic events, is like finding something un-lost.
Reality sets in afterwards, when the details and time has past.
Only profiteers gain from our fears, while humanity pays the cost.
Prophecies are words shared, written of mind and heart.
Hearing tales from the past, though written only after the fact.
Every one in their hearts, know the truth‘s, from the start.
Careless weaving of tales can bring such harm and destruction.
Years may change the words, prophets continue in the part.
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