You see the world has options
With you in charge of them all.
There is nothing you cannot have.
There is nothing you cannot do.
There is no one who stands in your way.
Like Ozymandias you compel us
To look on your works and despair.
Those who labor in your shadow, quiver
Under this light. Not in fear
For you are kind in the sense of
Forgiving to those on a lower perch
Who cannot see as far, but from
Doubt that they can say it properly
Or that they can do it with the dispatch
That you require. The dread you spread
Is just another option you choose:
It's easier. Explaining is over and over tiresome.
Judging yes or no is like
Hand-over-handing up a thick rope
Climbing to the uppermost
Until there you are up there,
Suspended. All options exercised.
Now at the top, you have
Only one option.
When you look down
From way up there
Can you see
Me?

12/29/2010

Posted on 02/05/2011
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