How The World Will End. Poem by Tony Adah

There have been
Fetid rumours that
The world is about to end
Pessimists have this song
On their lips from the phrases
They haved memorized
From the holy books.

They are quoting from the
Events of yesterday and today
Of wars and natural disasters
They have concluded that
The world is melting
Into a cauldron of extinction.

There are tsunamis, earthquakes
And the strong Wings of winds
Sweeping the world.
Of a truth,
I can hear the tortured voices
Of victims swallowed
By the forces of nature.
As for wars,
The candle of peace
Will ever flicker in them
And in every war
A bridge to another.

I am an incurable optimist-
A staunch believer in a profuse
Regenerative core in our
Actions, thoughts and ways
Or that of the universe
That tortures, enslaves or kill
Only to remould.

Every poulation bloom
Has its thermostat
Every empire in history
Had its apogee
Of rain I speak
When it pours, it shines.
And the world will end not
Than Live on,
Blossom and wilt
Die and Live.
It will not end
In one fell swoop, but at a time
Each for he who is no more!