Prophesy the world will end
In joy, sorrow, righteousness or sin,
In truth, falsity, shadiness or delight
Disappearing in sprout, or opening sight.
Divine the world is but to undergo
Merrily to sing, what a life lo!
Sad we remain sadder our walks
Therefore, talk the talks, walk the walks.
Silence the thought and subdued we remain
For the world we live sadly goes insane;
Walk all miles and rejoice all deep
Sing all songs, saccharine and sweet.
Copyright Welkin Siskin