A poem for posterity is
Alas one for the ages.
One which will withstand
The time tested travel
Amongst past, present,
And future generations.
One which seeks solidarity
Even in the coldest of places.
One that will not become
Jaded, faded, and frustrated
Unearthing that vile serpent
Of ugliness within us all.
For we must refrain not to
Display it upon blank faces
If we are to remain at peace,
Not permanently guaranteed,
And shall neither wither on
The vine of self-indulgence
Overtly masked in creativity.
