You must have a chrystal ball,
That you gaze into.
Where you read the writing on the wall,
And that's obliged to you.
You must have a chrystal ball,
That obeys your every whim.
And is forever at your beck and call,
Especially when the lights are dim.
So what does the future hold in store,
What does the chrystal have to say.
Will things be just as before,
Or should I come back another day.
1016/10 Alton Texas
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem