It will be very soon and not very long
Our cohort of voices all will be gone.
Six feet under and all out of time
A generation’s voice silenced as mime.
Tradition, convention, old fashioned beliefs
Stole by the grave and its myriad thieves
Sensible, logical, for centuries held
Replaced by such lies that all history’s repelled.
Who then will remain to defend common sense?
No remnant of voices to speak, and hence,
Very soon it is coming, and not very long
Our cohort of voices will soon all be gone.