Zywa
My #eot
The sky is burning, mists
push forward, the signs tilt down --
Everyone lives longer
than the world in which he grew up
He has to withdraw
or change
The watchtower is unmanned
dogs whine in the distance
This city may no longer exist
as it was, its theaters
have been declared unnecessary
The last players watch
but now it is real
they find it difficult to enjoy
the beauty of the downfall
that, since hundreds of generations
has been flattening glorious empires
to heroic stories
Who will, without self-interest
sing the praises of the good
that I have known?
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