PROPHECY
Nor reader of cards,
Tea leaves, or lifelines
I can still offer prophecy
I base mine on observing…
On justifying what I see
With what I’ve learned…
We constantly learn as we live
The handwriting was on the wall
Something we say after the worst
Has already befallen us…
So why didn’t we take that advice?
Reputed to be the most
Intelligent animal…I have my doubts
Religion and other superstition
Corrupt our logical senses
So what is my prophecy?
It’s simple but sad…
We have reached the pinnacle…
Now we’re in the long decline
As some question the truth
Of evolution of species
I’m seeing the footprints
Of its opposite as we devolve