by joetwo

You are defunct


Out of date

And out of time

You are for the scrap-heap

Scheduled for replacement

For demotion

Once you held your head in the sun

From now you will know only shade

Few remember

How you once were

The greatness you distilled

That time is gone

But some of us remember

And for that reason

That alone

We will give you a moment

A chance to savour the memories

Before we come