SONNET 55 FOR SARAH

Not marble, nor gilded emoluments
Of lobbyists shall outlive this powerful rhyme;
But you shall shine more brightly in these contents
Than  unkempt trailer trash besmear'd with sluttish grime.
When wasteful media whores shall status overturn,
And broils root out the work of demoronocratic hegemony.
Not Martian hoards nor automatic weapons fire shall turn
The living record of your memory.
'Gainst death and all-oblivious mental entropy
Shall you pace forth; your followers shall still find room
Even under the weighty brains of your posterior
That wear this country out to the ending doom.
So, till the popular judgment that you may not surmise,
You live in this, and may dwell as a legend in your own eyes.

ORIGINAL VERSION
WIlliam Shakespeare

Not marble, nor the gilded monuments
Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme;
But you shall shine more bright in these contents
Than unswept stone besmear'd with sluttish time.
When wasteful war shall statues overturn,
And broils root out the work of masonry,
Nor Mars his sword nor war's quick fire shall burn
The living record of your memory.
'Gainst death and all-oblivious enmity
Shall you pace forth; your praise shall still find room
Even in the eyes of all posterity
That wear this world out to the ending doom.
So, till the judgment that yourself arise,
You live in this, and dwell in lover's eyes.