Down We Go

Today we bury
the last wordsmith
in captivity
who wrote
in an archaic format
formerly known as poetry

We perform this somber eulogy
in the shadows of anonymity
for as you all know
freestyle writing
(in fact freestyle anything)
was banned long ago
by those beasts now in control
who fear the power of creativity
more than terrorists with guns

So truth me told
(another dangerous commodity)
this burial ceremony
is really a requiem for us
trapped in a stagnant society
that has gone flat line