As all comfort is razed harshly away
Fired upon by greedy corporation
Consigned to hell, we users have no say
Standing by, we watch this conflagration
Carefully save our poems from the flame
Though losing comments, critical and fair
We must remove from home, yet keep the name,
Meet again, some place, we know not yet where

 

This phoenix, living, will rise, cast aside
The dust and ashes of this dying site
Muses, reborn anew, will not have died
But challenged will blossom, instil delight

 

Do not be fainthearted, poetic friends
We shall write verse, where the phoenix descends