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Nightmares, Ravages Of A Prometheus, Free And Unchained
from my new blog
 
(I.)
 
What of life, mortality and blessings of virgin ground
Philosophy, religion and *Prometheus unbound
Of Mother Nature, illuminations and transcendence
Science, and vanity of weakened mortal dependence
Light keeping darkness, destruction, life has now earth so stained
From horrors of gifting new god, Prometheus unchained?
 
(II.)
 
Should we, of flesh and bones, such magnificent heights aspire
As did Prometheus, myth tells stole Olympus's fires
Titan of old, that sought to make mortals into dark Gods
Giving humans that which evil gifts with sly winks and nods
Temptation, powers and greed sent to we of mortal flesh
To further ensnare and our weaken souls deeply enmesh!
 
(III.)
 
What of Light, warmth and beauty of a glowing sunny day
That heart endearing enchantment of morn's first call to pray
Was there not enough to satisfy man's lustful desires
Without need for that of creation gifted by fires
Or dark truth, perhaps Prometheus did correctly see
Search to expand into evil, mortals lusts to be free!
 
(IV.)
 
Are we so weak that evil, its darkness always remains
Unbreakable bindings, of ours and Prometheus's chains
Or can we ever through enlightenment, seeking hearts find
That merciful key, that both hope and divine light reminds
Will award salvation and blessings that every soul needs
Vanquishing inherent savagery from our altered seeds?
 
(V.)
 
What of arrogance that humanity has now embraced
That audacity of our thought, science has God replaced
Or Prometheus was hero- savior of all mankind
When instead flame given us was to our mortal souls bind
Into abyss of growing pride and shallow vanity
A curse upon earth and in turn, all of humanity!
 
(VI.)
 
Was Prometheus's gift a curse, poisonous Trojan horse
A black scourge, that sets man on a most calamitous course
Into gaping jaws of turmoil, blight of horrendous might
Race into dark and darker, black echoes of a lost night
Or shall we wake to this truth of truths to joyously find
Only divine light, God's love and light will heal eyes so blind!
 
Robert J. Lindley, from fragment- Oct 12th, 1978
renewed,edited,expanded and finished, May 17th,2020
 
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Total # Words::::330
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