The Soothsayer

An ordinary man who had an ordinary life One day he thought he could read the future When he dreamed that he was in an accident And the next day a car hit his at an intersection So he decide that he would write down his dreams Leaving a pencil and paper on the side of his bed So the dreams he remembered became a journal And occasionally what he dreamt of did occur This future mapping was never something important But he was encouraged by what he did see And so he continued on recording the dreams In his journal placed nearby his bedside One day he had a dream of his own death And this awakened him from the dream He was overwhelmed by what this meant Spending his time going over what he remembered He became obsessed with what would happen Refusing to be interested in anything else With each passing day he became weaker Until he died worrying himself to his own grave. © Paul Warren Poetry