The Year of Our Lord 2026

I have no gift of prophecy 
For I am doomed by reality
To wars and rumors of war;
There is darkness knocking at the door. 

A burst of light that is not the sun,
Who will be the first to plunge 
Our world into apocalypse
For vain glory and treasureships?

I have no gift for prophecy,
But signs are there for us to see~
The horsemen will begin their run,*
While pure evil says well done. 


*The four horsemen of the apocalypse: conquest/pestilence, war, famine, death.

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