Friday, September 30, 2011

A Poem Draft

Promethean

Two are the gifts the titan
gave us to break the night;
one with its heated glory
extends our mortal sight,
one through all unseeing
can carry us through the fight:
hope, which lives in darkness,
fire, which dwells in light.

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