Epictetus & Irreversibility

Erictetus, freed slave
 Turned stote thinker 

Expelled from Rome
 For seeking virtue and wisodm 

In Nature, the city of the gods 

He found his destiny
 In simplicity and dignity 

What do I care about you, when all must die
 What does your face mean to me, when
 All my eyes can seize, must die 

What is your warmth to me, it will not last
 What about your hair, can it do
 What the atoms will, last 

What is the music, a drug forever falling
 What do you care about words, as you do
 What the bombs keep doing, fall 

What do I think of you, Amor, when all must die
 What are you smiling winds to me, when
 All their beauty and grace must die