Stale: A Poem

David has been living in Japan for close to ten years. He loves reading, history, music, sports, and movies. He lives with his wife and son.

Time Is But an Afterthought

I was young and proud

A scion of growth and potential

Bastion of life and power

A redoubt of majesty

Adoration I received,

Adulation I was showered

Garlands heap upon heap,

Lauded was I

Snow and tempest

Come they may

Still I towered

Still I soared

Yet, all things change

And voices are altered

Where praise and accolade was

Now lay ridicule and scorn

Millenia has passed

I stand weathered and battered

Made weak by the hands of time

Distorted by reality

My might may be an afterthought

Still I will not yield

Much abide, though much is gone

Strong my will remains