Tomorrow, when war comes

I've lived to see generations die to a man. I've seen men die. Women too. Yes, children. Eveything that lives, I think I've seen one die. I've seen places die, cities die, nations die. I've seen lovers and friends die. I've seen Time's fell hand.

Beauty whithers and dies. Love dies too. Everything. There is Death and Time. There is no hope.

William Shakespeare, Sonnet 64
"When I have seen by Time's fell hand"

When I have seen by Time's fell hand defaced
The rich-proud cost of outworn buried age;
When sometime lofty towers I see down-razed
And brass eternal slave to mortal rage;
When I have seen the hungry ocean gain
Advantage on the kingdom of the shore,
And the firm soil win of the watery main,
Increasing store with loss, and loss with store;
When I have seen such interchange of state,
Or state it self confounded to decay,
Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate
That Time will come and take my love away.
This thought is as a death which cannot choose
But weep to have that which it fears to lose.


I've lived to see generations born to live. I've seen men live. Women too. Yes, children. Eveything that lives, I think I've seen one live. I've seen places live, cities live, nations live. I've seen lovers and friends live. I've seen Time's gentle hand.

Beauty wakens and blooms. Love wakens too. Everything. There is Death and Time. There is hope.

We will be unbound. We will waste the world. Everything will die, and everything will live again. The women I've loved will be other women other men love. They'll leave and others will take their places. The fell hand will keep its ceaseless sweep.

Tomorrow, when the war comes, let us grasp that fell and gentle hand.