The Joke of the Falpreths

And to you my brothers and sisters
We loudly shout and proclaim
That we found the truth --you shall know
She will not get any older.

For the great numbers
Our ancestors made which we believe in
Had shown us what our days are approaching--
fires and great tremors.

Our counting has matched the requirements
And that this is really certain
Lo, starting this day
Go, enjoy and count.

In the latter days of freedom and life
See to it that you are now prepared
For our numbers are accurate
It will happen--it is inevitable.

Specific! Yes it is
The clay and the figures
All connect well
Alas, at least we know when it is coming.

We are not warning you
We are just informing you
For we are not selfish
And we are just true.

If you might not believe us,
You have no other way but to
Count and enjoy, and count
The numbers do not lie.

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And now once again, they have failed. God has ever been true to His promises. I hope "you" stop calculating and/or prophesying things.

Plastic Balloon

       Bliss of childhood,

       Memories flashed back.

       What kind of a past

       Did we likely had?

       A small plastic balloon

       Has brought us there.

       And we danced with it
       Like a child again.

       

A Letter to Maria

Of the flashy smile and of the stare,
Of the random look you dare to spare,
Of the flimsy character you always show,
I swear they are nothing –you always glow.
The long, black silk running from your top
It runs to your back, smooth and bright.
Sudden burst of happiness, O stop!
I cannot help it, I cannot fight.
You grow bigger everyday –I can’t contain,
You look vivid on your dress, you’re the highlight.
Even if the day is hot and dry, or even if it rains,
The same you will appear on my sweetest nights.
Of the flashy smile and of the stare,
Of the random look you dare to spare,
Of the flimsy character you always show,
I swear you got me–you should know.