POWER

POWER

A Song of Self
Daniel R. Risacher
WRAPPED IN THE HIDE OF AN ANIMAL WHICH WAS CAUGHT AND KILLED FOR ME ALONE I HURTLE ACROSS THE LAND FLEETER THAN THE SWIFTEST BEAST AND TRAINED TO THE MOST EXQUISITE TOUCH THE IMMENSE POWER OF A MACHINE PURRS, WROUGHT FROM MINDS AND METAL MY DEATH, MY LIFE, MY JOY, MY PAIN EACH TAKE THE EQUAL MEANING OF WISPS OF SMOKE IN THE AUTUMN SKY OR FETID ROT IN CITY STREETS THERE IS NO MEANING IN THIS PLACE SAVE WHAT I BEAR MYSELF NO POWER OF GOOD RESTRAINS ME NO EVIL POINTS MY WAY NOR ANY BINDING FORCE CAN HOLD AN EAGLE IN ITS HAND THIS THING IS MINE WHICH GIVES ME HOPE THESE POWERS ALL MINE OWN Today is The Day of No Judgement Tonight - The Night of Freedom