08-20-2015, 04:31 AM
Tires rolling down a strip of asphalt,
The car gently parts the darkness,
And I, insulated, stare blankly out
Of tinted windows to the stark night.
The sky is empty, but some distance away
City lights flicker as they swallow up stars.
"Look upon these, ye mighty, and be dismayed*
Oh gods, we need no titans to bring us these flames."**
I mutter vacantly. The car clutters softly
Away on its trek upon some track of tar
That mars a land where perhaps some lofty
Vagrant once trod to gaze up, alone, at the stars.
*Ozymandias by Shelly
**Myth of Prometheus
The car gently parts the darkness,
And I, insulated, stare blankly out
Of tinted windows to the stark night.
The sky is empty, but some distance away
City lights flicker as they swallow up stars.
"Look upon these, ye mighty, and be dismayed*
Oh gods, we need no titans to bring us these flames."**
I mutter vacantly. The car clutters softly
Away on its trek upon some track of tar
That mars a land where perhaps some lofty
Vagrant once trod to gaze up, alone, at the stars.
*Ozymandias by Shelly
**Myth of Prometheus