The Stark Reality, the Sad and Tragic Prediction
The Stark Reality, The Sad And Tragic Prediction
Cry not, that one future day all will perish
Nature's beauty, all we of flesh so cherish
Remnants, magnificent splendor that was Rome
All we embrace, life, love, heart and dearest home.
All shall meet the power of decay and death
We of that darken and weak Fate, mortal breath
Throngs that flood and so deep pollute mother earth
Oblivion will make it all of no worth…….
What you cry loudly, shall bring such destruction
We with power can levy no obstruction
Shall it be the immense power of the sun
By that atomic monster we be undone?
Nay, such will not destroy earthen curse of man
For he that seeks darkness whenever he can
Shall die from sins of heart, soul and wicked hands
Earth and Nature work to reclaim virgin lands.
Cries predictions by the Oracle of Fate.
Unless mankind stops before it is too late.
Robert J. Lindley, 9-22-1981
Dark Rhyme
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