Aren’t you glad you didn’t know,
It would be the last time,
Wouldn’t you agree,
It would have taken away from the shine?
It’s terribly terrible,
And horrifically horrible,
Now that it’s gone,
But knowing when it would go,
Would have even,
Intensified the blow.
For it would have prevented,
That last lovely memory,
Which is now worth more,
Than any money.
It’s a sad, sad world,
Where nothing lasts,
And no one knows when what’s now,
Will become a thing of the past.
Things,
Unfortunately,
Seem meant to die,
But why?
Maybe it’s because,
It wasn’t meant to happen,
It had broken invisible laws,
And brought about out-of-sight applause.
Or maybe it’s because,
Of unseen meddling,
It was truly God’s plan,
But ruined as consequence,
Of unholy Man.
Or possibly because,
It had served its purpose,
And had to move on,
To another circus.
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But you ought to believe,
It was the end of an era,
And around the next bend,
Lies a much better end.
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