Those who govern us
Exist in echo chamber
Elitist group think.
All our dirt revealed!
No worries- we'll just distract
Look that way, not here!
ברוך אתה הי
Reveal yourself, please
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud,
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is ******, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
Sputnik to the Moon
Mankind's finest hour yet
Forged from savage fears.
Century of Flight
Kitty Hawk is distant past
Wars fought far away