The End Of Poetry
By Lord R.e. Taylor
Someday
No one knows when
A pen will be set aside
And the last word of poetry
Will be written with a tear falling onto it
Lovers will no longer find each other
Sadness will go on unspoken
And songs will no longer be sung
Poetry will be taken for granted
Eventually forgotten to time
When that finally happens
Humanity will get the end it deserves
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