In this world in which we live
Are endless possibilities
I can see myself in a barren wasteland
A broken world, without green
A sky of gray, unfolding, endless
Looming ominously
But then I see another world,
Another possibility
This time a world of white
A frozen artic landscape
A horrid freezing blight
Next I see a blasted hell
Distorted, burned, and blackened
A giant crater of cold glass
The aftermath of war
Guns, tanks, planes
Defaced by the march of time
The path which we humans walk
Looks mighty, mighty dark
But there are changes which can be made
A way to alter time
To halt the march of eternity
And make the darkness light
All it takes is a little time
And anyone can change
You need a touch of patience
A hand to grasp the ground
An Atlas can be made of any man
In our time heroes are scarce
But it is needless so
A hero can be made
Of almost anything
You, or I can make a difference
And turn the world around
Now the way is slightly brightened
A torch in the abyss
A tiny spark can create fire
The smallest shard a tool
Any change is good
You can make a difference
Any man a warrior
Any thing a sword
A shield of light for common man
The pen of truth and justice
Keep smiting that horrid beast
Man need not be destroyer
Man can also be creator
An overlord of all the world
A god to stand for all
But do we stand to tread ahead
or should we hasten back?
The torch has become a sun
And the darkness has fled
I made a difference
By chasing off the dark
To expose truth and justice
As the sharpest sword
The word has defeated the sword
And Truth stares down his foe
The warlord stares at the surprising victor
And fear has fled the land
The gauntlet falls and darkness calls
But none remain to answer
The enemies of peace
Hasten from the earth
And light descends the victor
From its heavenly abode
And thus the darkness goes
Light, Truth, Justice are free to roam
Thus the war hath ended
And Justice rules supreme
I have made a difference
And now you can too
All you need to do is spread the word
Therefore an end is in sight
The darkness has fled
The aftermath of light
Life is everywhere
And people no longer take flight
There is no need for refuge
And pain is but a dream
War has hastened from the earth
People rule supreme on this
World which we hath made
We became the bearers of light
And needless we hold up the sky
I have made a difference
And now your job is to pass it on
I am Prometheus
And I have passed on the fire
Now your job is to learn
To make it on your own
Knock two stones together
Use kindling to feed the flame
Darkness is dispelled
And a roaring inferno born
Use a branch to make a torch
So long as you pass the fire
Use your torch to light the way
For others who follow after
Pass it on, spread the word
And then the world comes
After and follows in your steps
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Prometheus' Lament
Posted by Master of Puppets at 1:31 PM
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