Old men's Dirge

Just a moment ago,

I had a game, a name, and fame

My star was rising, glistering and shining,

Like the moonlight in the heart of the night

Now it is waning, fading and dying

Just a moment ago,

I was prudent, young, and innocent

My life was pure, whole, and secure

I was witty, healthy, and pretty

Now am tarnished, tainted and ravished

                                                                                           

Just a moment ago,

I had it all, huge and small

I was vibrant, strong, and exuberant

A legend to be told, in the cold by the old

Now empty-handed, I’ve nothing at all

Just a moment ago,

I had a vision, a purpose, and a mission

I was articulate, perfect, and accurate

I had made a sacrifice and won a price

I lost my treasure in a moment of pleasure

Just a moment ago,

I was optimistic, energetic, and dynamic

I was enthusiastic, ecstatic, and eclectic

I was iconic, fantastic, and terrific

Now I am static, eccentric, and horrific

Just a moment ago,

I was honored, admired and cheered

I was loved, revered, and adored

As the epitome of success, fitness and fineness

Now am debauched, abhorred and jeered

Oh, what a loss,

So large and gross

I wish I were young again,

To relive my youth-

I would freeze the moment

To avoid this old-age torment
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