The greatest acts made
They bear no name
Nor words well noted
In daily lore's legacy
No great men bear blame
Nor take fame in creation
A blur but in time's ticking
Whirling on a faceless clock
Anonimity chimes away
Marking an hour's progression
But the abstraction passes
In silent reverent obligation
No need for accreditation
For given an age's span yet
Recollections fade surely so
Foresaking memorial attempts
No name, no face, no recollection
Nor word or act constructed
Can be given leave to guarantee
A legacy deemed perpetual