Bow down and hear our cry,
Our earthly rulers falter,
Our people drift and die,
The walls of gold entomb us,
The swords of scorn divide,
Take not thy thunder from us,
Take away our pride.
G.K. Chesterton: English Hymnal
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8. After 2000, there will be no catastrophes or floods. A thousand years of peace and prosperity await us. Ordinary mortals will travel to other worlds at ten times the speed of light. But this will not happen before 2050. This was said by the poet and composer Petar Bakov, in the newspaper 168 Hours on May 6, 1996.