one by one the old will disappear

One by one the old will disappear

Bite the dust where we will return

The souls fly away the hosts leave to decay

Into the realm of memories the old leave behind

Nothing will stay forever

We will have the fix time

We can't argue; we can't ignore

The day we are born; the day we will die

Even structures of buildings or monuments

They too will be pulled down in time of change

Some leaders may not like the old to stand their way

They rather have new ones put up for all to see

But the old will know

They have their times and memories

They can't say what the next generation will do

They only hope to be remembered