Down We Go

 

Today we bury
the last wordsmith

in captivity
who wrote
in an archaic format
formerly known as poetry

We perform this somber eulogy
in the shadows of anonymity
for as you all know
freestyle writing
(in fact freestyle anything)
was banned long ago
by those beasts now in control
who fear the power of creativity
more than terrorists with guns

So truth me told

(another dangerous commodity)

this burial ceremony

is really a requiem for us

trapped in a stagnant society

that has gone flat line