The Apocalypse

When is the world meant to end again?

I keep forgetting and don’t want to miss it

I am looking forward to the clouds of fire,

The meteor hail and mile high waves

Of course it only looks good from a distance

And there is bound to be a big fuss

One wonders why we have to have an apocalypse at all this year

The previous ones were all a disappointment

I suppose the doomsday enthusiasts need something to look forward to

A reason to build their fallout shelters and stockpile provisions

They will be crazy until the day it happens

Still the Mayans in their temples

Believed they saw it coming

When they mapped the future

The event guide for the past five thousand years

Maybe they just ran out of things to do

And called it a day

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Troydon

Troydon Wainwright is a philosopher and Reiki Master based in Cape Town. Born with mild cerebral palsy and dyslexia, Toydon learnt to write as a way to overcome the barriers his dyslexia placed in front of him. “I wrote my way out of dyslexia,” said Troydon, “or at least to the point where reading and writing aren’t a problem anymore.” During the day he works as an educational facilitator (someone who helps special needs students cope academically and become more independent). At night he dedicates his time to writing. He has won a Nova award for his short story, The Sangoma’s Storm, and been a feature poet at the Off the Wall poetry readings in Cape Town and at Cape Town Central Library. Three of his poems were also included in the anthology Africa’s Best New Poets. He has also been published in the South African Literary journal, New Contrast. One of his Facebook posts, in which he took a stand against racism, has gone viral (http://www.troydonwainwright.com/when-love-went-viral/).

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