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It's a natural process, | It's a natural process, | ||
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They say getting old | They say getting old | ||
As if it is something | As if it is something | ||
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Either noble or bold | Either noble or bold | ||
When your hip is stiff | When your hip is stiff | ||
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You need a cane to walk | You need a cane to walk | ||
Your ears are now useless | Your ears are now useless | ||
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Can't hear anyone talk | Can't hear anyone talk | ||
Tell me a reason | Tell me a reason | ||
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And tell me why | And tell me why | ||
When I think of that coming | When I think of that coming | ||
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That I shouldn't cry | That I shouldn't cry | ||
Who wants that for themselves? | Who wants that for themselves? | ||
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Who wants that for others? | Who wants that for others? | ||
Your parents | Your parents | ||
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Your children | Your children | ||
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Your sisters | Your sisters | ||
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Your brothers | Your brothers | ||
They say I fear death | They say I fear death | ||
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But that is a lie | But that is a lie | ||
I don't want to get old | I don't want to get old | ||
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If you do, tell me why. | If you do, tell me why. | ||
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Latest revision as of 19:00, 17 September 2016
Rage, rage, against the dying of the light. - Dylan Thomas
A poem originally written when Dylan's father began to go blind. Those famous words have been adopted by some longevity advocates in regards to the process of aging and also by some Transhumanism advocates who have taken the term "light" as a reference to death or mortality.
A poem by Transhuman Tees
It's a natural process,
They say getting old
As if it is something
Either noble or bold
When your hip is stiff
You need a cane to walk
Your ears are now useless
Can't hear anyone talk
Tell me a reason
And tell me why
When I think of that coming
That I shouldn't cry
Who wants that for themselves?
Who wants that for others?
Your parents
Your children
Your sisters
Your brothers
They say I fear death
But that is a lie
I don't want to get old
If you do, tell me why.