We can make as good as we can destroy!!!
A wheel turns,
The wind moves,
As steam gives way,
To the electric and the combustion,
And all in between,
The love of powder,
Gun and drug,
It's an instinct that we just can't shake,
Power over all things,
And we lose our knowledge of the difference,
Of repsonsibility and power,
It is what Uncle Ben try to teach Peter Parker, (Spiderman)
"With great power comes great responsibility",
Power is the gateway to the maniacal,
Because it is never enough,
It put Anakin Skywalker in a big Black Suit,
It turn Nine Kings into Ringwraiths,
It put civil blood upon civil hands,
And it make the mighty fall into shame and shadow,
Power is the gateway to oppression,
When and why did brother become the conqueror,
And brother become the conquered,
Like the rich declare themselves poor now,
So are the heavily guarded oppressed behind their walls,
And yet, we learned and cherish the fact that the prisoner is the best way to be,
The creation of man is no weapon,
No famous book or invention,
The true creation of man is power,
Power to control in guise of defense,
Power to oppress in guise of illegitimate parenthood,
And the power to thrist,
More power is guise of ambition,
And above and below, he watches, never judges,
He has plenty of time for that,
When the number comes up,
The dancer moves without a trace,
Poetry by Saga
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Written on 2006-10-19 at 07:27
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The creation of man
A wheel turns,
The wind moves,
As steam gives way,
To the electric and the combustion,
And all in between,
The love of powder,
Gun and drug,
It's an instinct that we just can't shake,
Power over all things,
And we lose our knowledge of the difference,
Of repsonsibility and power,
It is what Uncle Ben try to teach Peter Parker, (Spiderman)
"With great power comes great responsibility",
Power is the gateway to the maniacal,
Because it is never enough,
It put Anakin Skywalker in a big Black Suit,
It turn Nine Kings into Ringwraiths,
It put civil blood upon civil hands,
And it make the mighty fall into shame and shadow,
Power is the gateway to oppression,
When and why did brother become the conqueror,
And brother become the conquered,
Like the rich declare themselves poor now,
So are the heavily guarded oppressed behind their walls,
And yet, we learned and cherish the fact that the prisoner is the best way to be,
The creation of man is no weapon,
No famous book or invention,
The true creation of man is power,
Power to control in guise of defense,
Power to oppress in guise of illegitimate parenthood,
And the power to thrist,
More power is guise of ambition,
And above and below, he watches, never judges,
He has plenty of time for that,
When the number comes up,
The dancer moves without a trace,
Poetry by Saga
Read 493 times
Written on 2006-10-19 at 07:27
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