I chanced upon this old poem I had written circa 2006. Here is its last verse.
Read, Reminisce, Repent and Rest in Peace!
“…With every tear the poor shed
With every man Liz Taylor weds,
With every examination we fail
With every offence the rich get bail,
With every soldier that dies
With every sunset and sunrise,
With every art that one has mastered
With every birth of a bloody bastard,
The world is moving faster
Toward ruin and disaster.
After the last holocaust
After our souls reflect on The Past,
After the bitter truth comes comes out,
I have no doubt I have no hitch
Regarding the regrets of Every daughter
and son of a bitch! “