Oh is hard to ponder here,
rack my brain from ear to ear.
One question is allowed,
to ask this Oracle this wizard,
the past and future clear to him.
looking at the stars wonderingly,
A question forms beyond all others.
Walking up quiet bravely Whisper in his ear,
Will we have peace on earth this year?
The Oracle This wizened old wizard,
lifts his staff and fire appears,
He shouts out loud and clear,
No peace on earth this year!



Not bad though. I would personally try to stick to a question about my life. I mean for one reason because I know "peace" is far beyond the grasp of humanity. And besides... if the answer is no... which it most likely would be... that would feel horrible you know? But yeah thank you for entering and in the form of a poem!
It was very well written.

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