Tomorrow, December 21st, the Winter Solstice, is the end of the world according to the Mayan calendar, at least as some have interpreted it. The date is given, but not the how. Will we be hit by a giant asteroid? Will the Earth suddenly stop spinning and everything fly off into space? No one knows. In Russia and China people are stocking up on candles because they say December 21 will be the start of three consecutive days and nights of darkness. Pretty small potatoes compared to the extinction of all life. If tomorrow is the last day for all of us, then I better get my Verse-afire post up early.

The gods will say “Hiya!”

According to Maya

Whose calendar tells us the tale

Of when the world’s ending

The date it is pending

And ends with a sigh not a wail

But there’s a distinction

Between mass extinction

And darkness three nights in a row

And while I can handle

Dim light from a candle

I much prefer bright light to low

But then just consider

How sad and quite bitter

We’d be if an asteroid struck

I wouldn’t be lyin’

Catastrophe Mayan

Would just be my kind of bad luck