The sun will consume itself then dieWe shall not survive
Right now we are alive
Though this prophet questions why?
Day follows night
Night precedes Day
One day that won't matter
We'll all die anyway
The moon has a face
The sky has an eye
from earth we are birthed
Though this prophet questions why
Death follows living
birth precedes death
No one will care
When there is no one left
Time goes on forever
The universe expands
This prophet is an insignificant
excuse of a man
He who predicts a moment
to be this, that or the other
Isn't really living seriously
and shouldn't really bother
Us poor imperceptive folk
Who have no clue what's to come
Think the prophet is a fink
We'd rather remain dumb
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