Alberto D. Hetman
10-04-2008, 03:27 AM
That which does not survive
Nothing that I do
will change History.
Nothing that I say
will change History.
Nothing that I think
will change History.
Nothing that I write
will change History.
In the next centuries
nobody will remember my name.
In the next millennia
nobody will remember my name.
In the next million of years
nobody will remember my name.
In the next billion of years
there will be no Earth;
only a red sun
devouring carcasses of worlds,
devouring the History.
Everything I did was for nothing.
Everything I thought was for nothing.
Everything I wrote was for nothing.
Everything I loved was for nothing.
Everything was useless.
Nothing that I do
will change History.
Nothing that I say
will change History.
Nothing that I think
will change History.
Nothing that I write
will change History.
In the next centuries
nobody will remember my name.
In the next millennia
nobody will remember my name.
In the next million of years
nobody will remember my name.
In the next billion of years
there will be no Earth;
only a red sun
devouring carcasses of worlds,
devouring the History.
Everything I did was for nothing.
Everything I thought was for nothing.
Everything I wrote was for nothing.
Everything I loved was for nothing.
Everything was useless.