Last Of The Rhyme

icons never living up

You'll put up a statue

and say I'm a poet

When all of you worship

what I'll never know it

And go on to rhyming

what's left in the moment

When statues are showing

the glow of the loment

And I'll be impressed

when the honor is mine

And the statues are tumbling

for the last of the rhyme

Author's Note

icons don't live up