The Soothsayer Poem by Paul Warren

An ordinary man who had an ordinary life
One day he thought he could read the future
When he dreamed that he was in an accident
And the next day a car hit his at an intersection

So he decide that he would write down his dreams
Leaving a pencil and paper on the side of his bed
So the dreams he remembered became a journal
And occasionally what he dreamt of did occur

This future mapping was never something important
But he was encouraged by what he did see
And so he continued on recording the dreams
In his journal placed nearby his bedside

One day he had a dream of his own death
And this awakened him from the dream
He was overwhelmed by what this meant
Spending his time going over what he remembered

He became obsessed with what would happen
Refusing to be interested in anything else
With each passing day he became weaker
Until he died worrying himself to his own grave.

© Paul Warren Poetry