Quatrain 10

[Novarstradomus]

we wonder, no sense common
to the task directed
one size for all
benefit to who

lands which win the prize
others fail, their subjects fall
the king directs his minons
the numbers low, no chance they

the peas conflict and argue
schedule to the wind
that required late in coming
success a fleeting thought

common to all and uncommon
the minor kings in fear
from where does it come
the land unaligned and cold

the gold must be gathered
no thought to the honor
the prize the focus
all else must fall aside

the ghostly man has stepped aside
another to feel his wrath
now darkness takes his place
no confidence in the new

the minions know not what
different minds conflict
furutre uncertain and fearful
a ship to be abandoned

a captain without crew
a ship out of control
can the officers right
and sail into the sun

not likely on the course present
without confidence the ship is lost
the captain claims the course is sound
the crew, experienced disagrees

which minor king will step foward
and tell the king far away
the ship will be lost forever
if he doesnt get his head out of his ass