old toy truck

there was a time when i was new,
and shiny in my youthfulness;
when people loved me, looking and
i wasn’t such a rusty mess

and i’ve been called courageous, but
i’m just an old land barge —
and we outlive our usefulness
in little ways and large

it’s easy to be lovable
when you are newborn bright;
it’s easy to find lovers, when
they’re lonely in the night

but one day, we find battles, and
we’re not up to the charge —
for we’ve outlived our usefulness
in little ways and large

for though we soldier on,
we know our destiny is dust;
but there is still an engine here
beneath
all of
this rust

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