Author Archives: bill gannett

(Nostradamus speaks) In hottest winter the Water Bearer offers stellar poison to the New World: Reptiles fill palace chambers with terror and a new American flag unfurled.

(Nostradamus speaks) White muddies to shades of brown and Negro And how the rage of class turns on its head! O the dream of race from so long ago Wakes to find a foreign future instead.

(Nostradamus speaks) When the calendar turns twenty thirty, O the frightened will flock to Florida; The burden will crack apart the party And the land sink into foul miasma.

(Nostradamus speaks) In the last days, the frigid antipodes will melt and flood away the lowlands; seas will rise and salt the coastal cities, and the homeless wander in angry bands.

(Nostradamus speaks) As the bright leaves of November flutter Across the barren fields  like little flames, The poor will rise against the high born lords And set fire to their political dreams.