All the Lloyd Georges of Babylon
Were utterly forgotten by history.
The Briands of Egypt or Assyria,
The Trotskys of this or that colony
Of ancient Greece or Rome
Are dead names, though writ in stone.
Only a fool who makes poems
Or a mad inventor of philosophies
Or an eccentric geometrician
Will survive the vast unimportance
Of what's left behind, in the dark,
And which not even history remarks.
O you great men of the Moment!
O great and ardent glories
Of those who flee obscurity!
Enjoy what you have and don't think!
Cherish your fame and good food,
For tomorrow belongs to today's fools!