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Warning - 21/06/2002

End. Silent and inexplicable.
Yet it spoke in amber volumes
to an overactive imagination.

Inspirations mushroomed,
thoughts burgeoned like atoms
split against a brilliant blue sky.

End of the world fanatics
would have draw solemn conclusions,
and bad omens for the paranoid.

Though on that day of days
the sun shone through the pessimism.
Who knows what today will bring?
 
© Nicholas Vosper 2002