Older Poems Vs Newer Poems

All my older poems called a meeting They don't like what they're seeing As the newer poems are being read they're being left behind At one time they we're top dogs Now just another bump on the log They want to do something about it and feel now is the time So they started every now and then Throwing one of their old friends in With the pile of newbies to try and even out the playing field Which has the new poems fighting back Asking what is all this crap You old guys have had your day in the sun now it's time to yield You've had your spot of glory You've rhymed your poems and stories It's time to release the reigns, bring on some new ideas That's when the poems of love stood up And loudly proclaimed they'd had enough Can't we all live peacefully and learn how to forgive The words that spread the words of hate Were all taken off of the page Now all the poems on my site wonderfully get along They all learned the art of compromise Seeing the good in each others lives Harmonizing fully now in each others poems