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The futility of trying to control Nature and Life |
The Empire of the Blind
_______________________________________ The Emperor in his kingdom Ruled isolated in his dream To conquer all things That his vision could see Conquer the rain, conquer the storm Conquer the oceans And the lives yet unborn The citizens antlike , powerless, Or simply conformed to survive Lived in their circle closed Behave forever within the pride Small courtesies, talk of the weather, Picture perfect, as they stood together, Gossip on the train , hello thank you Life was straight and life was true Conquer the hurricanes, conquer space Conquer the blue mountains Lay the forests to waste The Ministers were ecstatic In their closed empty cocoon They lived as they pleased And they slept in the noon They talked and they nodded, Smiled knowingly and agreed The truth that they saw Was mirrored in greed Conquer the galaxies, conquer minds Conquer the supernova Black holes and the tides From the far edge of the universe The jester winked and smiled, He was the trickster, leading the blind, Dancing in destruction, creation and time He threw a pebble in the lake A little ripple as a wave it spread, A subtle suggestion, bending a rule A butterfly fluttered over the pool Conquer the armies, conquer souls Conquer knowledge itself And put it in a fish bowl Till one sweet child In the innocence of youth, Lived in the moment And made his own truth The power of the powerless, Strange vision to behold It shone in the streets, Classrooms , pubs and stores It spread and it roared Hit sympathetic chords, Unpredictable winds brought calm, At the vortex of the storm The conquerors were blind And did not realise They had been conquered By a jester and a child Now conquerors are transformed, Protectors of the living and the unborn, The jester laughs aloud,the shape changer, The trickster and the disorderly clown Power is not everything, Hubris and beyond, They dare not wear, Nature's wonderous crown. |