Feb 25, 2004 18:44
I am tempted to quote Percy Bysshe Shelley's exquisite poem, Ozymandias, in which he writes, Look upon my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Who now weeps for mighty Caesar, so treacherously slain by his friends? What tomb holds the remains of the brilliant Alexander? What words can do justice to a man such as Genghis Khan?
Long after I have died, people will still remember my deeds. I will not need words chiseled into cold marble to remind the world that I, Miguelito Loveless, once walked amongst the living. But if words they must have, let them be these,
He freed the world of the tyranny of men and angels.