On day when Poetry will die

On day when Poetry will die, the day which might be near
For names, being scratched from history's annals:
Homer, Horace, Pindar, Anacreon, Ovid, Virgil, Catullus, Dante, Juvenal
No one will shed a tear

On day when Poetry will die, will world no more revere
Petrarch, Marlowe, Byron and even great Shakespeare,  
Who's names for some so dear
Yes, day might come when Poetry will die, strange as it may appear

Will come the day when Poetry will die - my friends let's be sincere
Poems of Heine, Pushkin, Chenier, Mitskewicz, Beranger - no one will ever hear
On day when Poetry will die - from memories will be gone
Keats, Yeats, Blake, Kipling, Tennyson, Longfellow, Frost, Whitman, Dickinson
 
On day when Poetry will die, no more will people cheer
New poets daring to aspire, succeed and be remembered
It seems that joy of life that day be brutally severed
I don't want to be around on day when Poetry will die, when art will be dismembered


On day when Poetry will die the Earth will turn to hell
The death of Poetry will mean the death of Love as well !

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