When all the laughter dies in sorrow and the tears have risen to a flood
When all the wars have found a cause In human wisdom and in blood
Do you think they'll cry in sadness. Do you think the eye will blink
Do you think they'll curse the madness. Do you even think they'll think
When all the great galactic systems sigh to a frozen halt in space
Do you think there will be some remnant of beauty of the human race
Do you think there will be a vestige or a sniffle or a cosmic tear
Do you think a greater thinking thing will give a damn that man was here.
Written by - Kendrew Lascilles
From - Chicago III
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Sonntag, 15. Juni 2025, 00:56
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