By Unknown
AND THE STRANGER WILL DEPART
And the Stranger will depart
my soul, be prepared
prepared for him
O weariness of men
the grandeur of mind
To arts and inventions
Blinding the earth
Exploiting the seas developing the mountains,
Dividing the stars
Engaged in devising
Plotting of happiness
For nation or race
There is one who remembers
Life you may evade, but Death
shall not deny the Stranger.