Treasure Island

Michael Hopkins


The World Will Not End Tomorrow


The world will not end tomorrow.

Ask me how I know?

Because Love yet lives in our world of Man.

As long as Love lives.

Life will continue.

As long as Light lives.

The darkness is kept at bay.

Fear not.

For tomorrow, comes with the dawn.

Submitted: Wednesday, February 20, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

I wrote this on December 19th and published it on December 20,2013 the day before many were saying the world would end, UFOs were coming to save us, or Jesus was to arrive. This was my little effort to say in a nice way that all these predictions were the rubbish of ego serving people. No one really knows the date or time of endings.

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