The Same Old Newness

You turn your nose
Up in this place;
An ancient, derelict disgrace —

With sharp attack,
You will deride
What was another age’s pride –

You have no shame,
This I can see;
Because you don’t know history

And never had
Your idols dear
Become the jokes of yesteryear —

But this they will,
And so will you,
You worshipper of all things new —

Hot as you are,
You will grow cold;
For every modern thing
Gets old

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