Though My Hair Be In Little Part White Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Though my hair be in little part white
And my brain labours still in civilization's fields
And unabated I still enunciate Principles
In these last years my strength diminished by the day
Four times have I entered hospital
And now
Instead of walking in a wheel chair I sit.
My state shall bring pity from hardest heart
I be resigned; though my works say otherwise.
May others from my dreams and woks benefit
Though I shall not ionic as it be.