In A Century From Now

In a century from now to me it will not matter my bones will be in decay
Then none will remember and none of me will say
That fellow was a loser of the judgemental I'll be free
There does come a time when everyone is lost to memory
To the deadly scythe of the reaper all life forms must fall
What's known as the life's journey must end for us all
We are like motor engines we rust out with time's wear
Those who live for a century to say the least are rare
In a century from now I will be long forgotten
My bones will be white with decay my flesh will be long rotten
The Human World will have changed by then perhaps a more enlightened generation
Of leaders will live in every Land and bring peace to every Nation
I will be long forgotten by then even by Big Brother's judges
And none will mention me in praise and against me hold any grudges.