Friday, January 14, 2011

Return Prometheus' Gift

The land was green
Until it burned
With a fire
Stolen by a Titan
From the Gods
For the use of men
A star from the heavens
Burning as it would fall
Catastrophic torment
The bitter wood poisoned
Will no one answer
The children’s call
Help us oh Lord
We are lost
The land is burned
The people have cancer
The message is sent
We have heard
But we refuse to stop
Using the fire
Before we become
The anvil
Of the Gods
To be crushed
We must return the fire
To heaven
Or this waking nightmare
Will continue
Until forever
Has begun

"And the third angel sounded, and there fell a great star from heaven, burning as it were a lamp, and it fell upon the third part of the rivers, and upon the fountains of waters; And the name of the star is called Wormwood: and the third part of the waters became wormwood; and many men died of the waters, because they were made bitter." (Revelation 8:10, 11)

“The city of Chernobyl is named after the Ukranian word wormwood or Chornobyl.” Wikipedia