ProgressA Poem by The Poet of Black Wings
Our knowledge of the
World and its wonders Grows daily. So do we. In mind And responsibility. Every new secret we steal, Every new machine we make, Furthers our own Evolution. We learn, Better and grander ways still, How to control the world And recreate nature. Even improve upon Her. Some claim, We should not play god. My response, The only reply necessary, Is the truth. We do not play god. We are gods. And as gods, It is our responsibility to Protect the world, And make it a paradise. Or something close. © 2016 The Poet of Black Wings |
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The Poet of Black WingsAbouti hope my poems, among other writings, will speak for me. Edit - Full disclosure, if you ask me to read something, I will, and I'll be brutally honest about what I think about it. So, be ready for .. more..Writing
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