The Epic Saga Of The Final Days Of The Known World's Last Remaining Wandering Minstrel

The last remaining wandering minstrel
was looking glum
for he felt that he
had been given a task
truly onerous
that had we been asked
all most all of us
would have found to be too upsetting
For being the last remaining wandering minstrel
required fortitude to handle the solitude
and loads of stamina
because all of the wandering
and the minstrelling
could get to ya
and now as his last hurrah
he was to travel near and far
and make known to all and sundry
that from now on
people were to talk of life
and speak of death
not with their words
just only with text
and they would learn
of sorrows great
and tell of loss
too hard to take
receive good news
and divulge their own
all just by using
a thumb and phone

The last remaining wandering minstrel
shed a single solitary tear in self-pity
and then dejectedly walked from city to city
in a final farewell and goodbye tour
until, alas, there were fewer and fewer
places requiring his special talent of news dissemination
as he handed out those little boxes of communication
It was the inevitable, lamentable, nay tragic elimination
of The Last Remaining Wandering Minstrel position