<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508327" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Finality</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I am dead I will not care<br>How future generations fare,<br>For I will be so unaware.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though fields their slain has carpeted,<br>And seas be salt with tears they shed,<br>Not one I'll waste, for I'll be dead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though atom bombs in ashes lay<br>Their skyey cities of to-day,<br>With carrion lips I cannot pray.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though ruin reigns and madness raves,<br>And cowering men creep back in caves,<br>I cannot help to dig their graves.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though fools for knowledge delve too deep,<br>And wake dark demons from their sleep,<br>I will not have the eyes to weep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I will not care, I cannot care,<br>For I will be no longer there<br>To share their sorrow and despair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And nevermore my heart will bleed<br>When on my brain the blind-worms feed,<br>For I'll be dead, dead, DEAD indeed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when I rot and cease to be,<br>It matters not a jot to me<br>What may be man's dark destiny.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah! there you have the hell of it,<br>As in the face of Fate I spit<br>I know she doesn't mind a bit.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A thousand millions clot this earth,<br>And billions more await their birth -<br>For what? . . . Ye gods, enjoy your mirth!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+William+Service">Robert William Service</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508327" data-title="Finality de Robert William Service" data-description="When I am dead I will not care How future generations fare, For I will be so unaware. Though fields their slain has carpeted, And seas be salt with tears they shed, Not one I'll waste, for I'll be dead. Though atom bombs in ashes lay Their skyey..."></div> </div> </div>

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