Punch-drunk
on the ropes
Feeling each strike
as mighty
incessant tides

Might I stand
another day
pummelled
Youngsters claiming
my crown

I was…
The Greatest!
The Best!
The Strongest!
The Longest!
None could
come close!

Yet science
yes, science
Damn you
Your
lengthy
constructs

If I have not
my crown
who cares
for my
meaning?

If I have not
my meaning
who cares
to remember?

That once
I was greatest!
The best!
Unassailable!

Even if no-one
knew
what I meant

[from Naz’s prompt: Antidisestablishmentarianism]