Free Way Info & Cold Graves

The old times were better than
The new times that bettered them
Outgrew times we did, and we view
Times like letters sent

Like shoeshine we polish
Our crude views demolish
Well-due is our truth
Our views we abolish

We fuse with our knowledge
The old times are news
We pay dues - say our truce
Our brew is our collage

Wisdom for better days
Spent on a better facebook page
And our names on our graves
Are our fame when we drain

From this world, and the world
Is the same, our wisdom - attained