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Did Nostradamus truly foretell our future? Is the Mayan prediction for December 21, 2012 correct?
We will have to wait and see …. The Prophesy … The century of twenty-one All mankind’s works will be undone. The earth will shake; the waters rise Bright streaks of flame will cross the skies. From deep below, a molten purge The climate shifts and heat will surge The plants will blight, then wither, fail As ash falls like a sooty veil. The heavy winds, the storms and rain The changes no one can explain The people panic, pray and cry The weather worsens; more will die. A mob mentality begins As humankind pays for its sins. Despair and fear will rule the day The Horsemen gallop on their way. When man kills woman, brother, child, With blood, the soil will be defiled. Until, at last, a few remain But these, the earth cannot sustain. Years will pass by, then more and more Now gentled are the fields of war. The plague called “man” has been erased And lesser creatures are embraced. Thus, ends the rule of sapiens. The land will slumber and will cleanse. The next millennia is blessed And Gaia’s soul at last can rest. 8-8-8-8 aabb
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