Tea leaves or a crystal ball,
Perhaps the palm of a hand.
Tarot cards for people to see
What their future has planned.
Myriads of fortune tellers
A list as long as eternity.
Their clientele so gullible,
Seeking solutions to insecurity.
Clairvoyants, psychics and prophets,
Augurs, seers and chiromancers.
Can any truly predict your future,
Or fob you off with neat answers.
Well tomorrow is another day,
Whatever will be will then be.
Your fate and future revealed,
Truths you don't need to foresee.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You have certainly nailed it here Shaun..these fraudsters prey on people's insecurities. You are so right to expose them in this well crafted poem. It's a don't dwell too much on the future...what will be will be inspired five from me!