Sunday, November 01, 2009

Who Are We

I am modern man

I who can but with the touch of a button
Command a machine to do or display my bidding

I am modern man

I who can look solemnly upon the results
Of my depressing of buttons and call it great work

I am modern man

I who can distort the works of another
Into the absurdity of my self and call it art

I am modern man

I who can revel in my own splendor
And assume of it much and great meaning

I am modern man

I who live upon the land and am little of it
Or it's grandeur as it holds no meaning to my life

I am modern man

I who know I can change the world
But to hold so much money to do so

I am modern man

I who have forgotten the glory of love
And know nothing of it's greater meaning or grace

I am modern man

I who drive and travel in mechanical marvels
That I have no care to desire to understand or maintain

I am modern man

I who live in sturdy shelter made of the land's great bounty
And care not to know how to repair or uphold it's structure

I am modern man

I who take the work of the farmer and his labor of the soil
But do not see his value and would rather complain of it

I am modern man

I who seek not happiness for the warmth of another
And seek endlessly for my own happiness in the moment

I am modern man

I who am far above the history of my own
And yet constantly repeat it's mistakes

I am modern man

I who deserve all that the few have worked hard to have
And demand it be mine of my own merit and might

I am modern man

I who am worthy of all and have right to more
And shall achieve it by force, fear and number

I am modern man

I who bear the mark, not for what it means
But for the fact that it upon me is proof of my personal might

I am modern man

I can not be flawed

I am modern man

I can not be wrong

I am modern man

I can ignore proof of fact

I am modern man

I can KNOW truth of theory

I am modern man

Theory makes it real

I am modern man

I have no growl of my own

I am modern man

Hear me fade

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