Omnigord Corporation [GORDL]

<font size="13" color="#bfffffff">The Second Coming - William Butler Yeats<br><br>Turning and turning in the widening gyre <br>The falcon cannot hear the falconer;<br>Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;<br>Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,<br>The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere <br>The ceremony of innocence is drowned;<br>The best lack all conviction, while the worst <br>Are full of passionate intensity.<br><br>Surely some revelation is at hand;<br>Surely the Second Coming is at hand. <br>The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out <br>When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi<br>Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert <br>A shape with lion body and the head of a man, <br>A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun, <br>Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it <br>Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds. <br>The darkness drops again; but now I know <br>That twenty centuries of stony sleep<br>Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle, <br>And what rough beast, its hour come round at last, <br>Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?<br><br><br></font><font size="13" color="#ffd98d00"><a href="showinfo:91412//1051750356441">For Those Lost, But Never Forgotten</a></font><font size="13" color="#bfffffff"> </font>