Prometheus
Not my circus, not my monkeys,
I've got bigger fish to fry,
Eff your flag and eff your symbols,
There's no twinkle in this eye,
Eff your wagons and eff your cherries,
To Hades with convenient cares,
Part the waves and head for shore,
No history do we share,
Eff your battles and eff your cannons,
Blast your empty cries,
Swimming in a shallow pool,
Won't divert the ocean's tide,
But hand in hand and heart to heart,
Draws no monsters to the beach,
So eff your pitchforks and eff your torches,
No heavens are your's to reach,
No angels' wings in nightly dreams,
Only devils while you sleep,
The whispers of a demon's tale,
Are the memories that you'll keep,
A pestilence of filth and fury,
A dragon's breath you'll spout,
When looking to share your malcontent,
With every monster that you sprout,
So eff your demons and eff your nightmares,
Eff the reciters of ancient tomes,
Eff your surly expectations,
And leave the monsters and me alone.
Invino Veritas
6/24/15
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