We can’t avoid the arriving decline
As we become another great in time.
We thought our history would be divine,
And we would always be within our prime,
But life only provides a certain height
From which our ambition will deliver.
From that summit we face our greatest plight,
Knowing from that point we’re left to quiver.
For our prowess, we can never maintain,
And the only direction is back down.
We will look back at our spot with much pain,
Knowing that this is the end of our renown.
It is time to turn away from this fight,
Leaving Nero to smolder at his sight.
John Collings 