The Prophesy of Madurai Veeran

NEMESIS WILL CATCH YOU KAPPU What I speak now came in my dream! I saw truth spreading its wings like summer SKY Your bright stars slip into BLACK HOLES! Your hands smell of BLOOD You think you still clutch the TRUMP CARDS But you will not PLAY THEM You will go BLIND on THURSDAY FRIDAY will dawn for your ENEMY Mighty MARS will leave your HOUSE You will lie on the floor of your HOUSE Like a STARVING FROG IN SUMMER YOUR DAYs OF INDOLENCE ARE OVER FRIDAY IS NOT YOURS KAPPU! Friends will not weep for you! -      ––Veeran