All good things end too
This is really nothing new
The meanings
reduced to leanings
Then the absolute
is no longer resolute
As the truths self-evident
become irrelevant
Self-made-man
devised a plan
but blinded fools in wander
forsook it all in squander
They said someone else could
or someone else should
because they never would
They pointed and waited
delayed and belated
as the weight compiled
by all they defiled
and it all collapsed
as time elapsed
but they looked at the heap
and continued to weep
as they made refuse of gold
and bought what they sold
doing just as they're told
till there's nothing to hold
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