Ode to Dionysus
Every generation loses ground to time—
The old ways sacrosanct,
romantic, a tragic loss!
Dead and gone facts as a crime—
Oh! the terrible impermanence
Changing world is true sublime—
Ancient wisdom, not worth a dime—
Conviction rears the young hearts true
As does pursuit of something new
Dionysus himself cannot prove this.
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