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.