The comet brushed by us in its path around the sun
And it knocked the Earth's orbit in a wobble as it swung
The scientists say that it will mean the axis will tilt around
When that happens there will be great destruction on the ground
So we wait whilst the storms blow and communication is shut down
What will happen is the seas will rise and the poles will reverse around
Everyone has gone to higher ground with the State President
In a bunker safe from the ravages on the earth that will be rant
I am writing this to you now so there is a record of the catastrophe
Because I know that my survival from this I cannot see
I will encase it in a wrap and put it as safe as I can find
So those who follow will know of us and what was the bind.
(Translated after being found in the ruins of a building archaeologists have not been able to date) .
© Paul Warren Poetry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Commendable work, Paul...creative theme...nice AABB rhyme scheme ~FjR-'16~