Nostradamus

This is the year that the gods will play in

That man, with his pride, will most dismay in,

While storms will clash, and wolves will bay in.

 

This is the year when the violent waters

Bury the land, as the ancients taught us,

And surge at the throats of our sons and daughters.

 

This is the year of the comet’s vapour

When the earth burns red in its trail of paper

While men pray long at the midnight taper.

 

This is the year that our lord will spurn us,

Cast adrift, as the devil turns us

Slow on the spit of his earth-bound purpose.

 

This is the year that we lose our way in,

The planet reels, and the people pray in;

This is the year that the gods will play in.

 

David Lewis Paget

Reviews

[Marie]

Sounds like another terrible year...

[Wildfleour]

We still have a few more years...hopefully we can turn things around before its too late!