# Epitaph Annus Horibillis

Author: Rob MacWolf
Tags: 2024, epigram, epitaph, new year, poetry

Happy New Year, I guess.  
  
This is the work of human creativity, not an AI. Copying or processing this poem for any AI or Large Language Model database is theft of the poet's intellectual property.

Here lies two thousand twenty four:  
In ways, the worst year yet we've seen.  
And now here comes, again, once more,  
The worst humanity can dream.  
But I am here. And you are here.  
And that makes we,  
Miraculously.  
And they may kill me yet, but they must do the work of killing me.

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/7ejYLPG1