Since I won’t be much longer on the Earth,
I should think now about my legacy,
What I’ll have done that proves of any worth
To serve the uses of posterity.
What may I say or do to wise us up,
Accomplishing our species’ sapience,
As far from maturation as a pup,
Who have through painful ages proved so dense?
Though sciences will help to set us straight
Where blinded faith has led us into error,
There’s something in the spiritual estate
To guide the lost and wandering wayfarer.
I think my task is to discern that news
And in my verse disseminate such views.