Although Solovyev perhaps imagined the wrong conqueror, he did correctly presage the imminent death of morally decaying civilization.
We have no desire to learn
From fallen Byzantium’s fate,
And Russia’s flatterers insist:
It is you, you are the third Rome.
No one ever wants to hear a doomsayer outside in the street. But the warnings are clear:
He who neglects love’s legacy,
Will be overcome by trembling fear…
And the third Rome will fall to dust,
Nor will there ever be a fourth.
The enemies are massing on the shores, and rightfully so. The flowers are wilting and the weed spores are blowing in the wind.