How kind to give us fire
To light our imaginations alight
To fuel our growing desires
To control the flow
Of energy
To light the night with brightness
To move leviathans in the seas
How kind to give us fire
Prometheus was cursed for this
As were we
For children should not control
The fires of the Gods
For humans are not able
To deny their bestial voice
Unable to hold back in anger
We are inheritors
Of the fires
That burned this earth
That cursed this earth
"Kinship and companionship are terrible things."
“God help thee, old man, thy thoughts have created a creature in thee; and he whose intense thinking thus makes him a Prometheus; a vulture feeds upon that heart for ever; that vulture the very creature he creates.” Herman Melville
