In the ages yet to come <br />though frosty oblivion with his <br />cruel hands <br />hang over me <br />yet <br />there will ages when <br />people will hear my voice and <br />my works read <br />my Principles regard and follow <br />fired by them to engineer life <br />and the whole of civilization grow <br />and leave ignorance relative in sorrow <br />but ah! that will be long I deem <br />that will be long! <br />My dust will tremble and quake for <br />so long before!<br /><br />Emmanuel George Cefai<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-the-ages-yet-to-come/
