2026

Just a poem. Celebrating end of a year, last year we welcomed, just by changing 5 to 6

2026

When all the World

That we have broken

Then were not able,

To mend or fix

Why do we pretend then

It will be different?

After the count down,

Till last second clicks?

End of same year

Last year we welcomed?

Meddling with Time,

With numbers tricks?

Happy New Year?

Is a wish, or a question?

Or just replacing,

The five with six?