Why make man that which man can never be?
Why give him eyes to cast from misery?
Why give him ears to blot out cries of pain?
Why give him arms to fight for selfish gain?
Why give him hands to build a tool of death?
Why give him legs to crush a final breath?
Why give him feet to run from those that crawl?
Why give him strength to build a higher wall?
Why give him speech to whisper wicked lies?
Why give him thoughts to overthrow the wise?
Why give him love to batter and abuse?
Why give him hope to arrogantly lose?
Why give him light when darkness he will seek?
Why give him peace when havoc he will wreak?
Why give him warmth when frost will chill his soul?
Why give him freedom when he seeks control?
Why give him choice when errors he will make?
Why give him truth to falsify and fake?
Why give him earth when fires he will burn?
Why give him sea to pollute in return?
Why give him power to bend and corrupt?
Why give him skill to make atoms erupt?
Why give him courage when ensnared in fear?
Why give him life when death is ever near?
Why make man that which man can never be?
When man alone can change his destiny....
Copyright © 2011 by Simon Austin
Copyright © 2011 by Simon Austin
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