Blarney, the legend latest learned says

the group of beings minded to destroy manmind

were familiar with a ratio,  a fractal of power
per hap, each hap has this power, y'see

perhaps we agree
to see things from my POV and I'm blind,

like Milton,
or Fannie Crosby
or the "Isn't she beautiful' guy

who has had his warhol-fifteen consumed
I guess,
he
shoulda carved a stele, eh?

Take m'name down f'm them lights,
carve it care-filled into stone,

soft sand and shell and bone formed stone,
easy to may y'mark

now, bow, touch your brow to this
very stone,
this if I'd known stone

thump thump doh, tah dah
open says a me.