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What sort of power, Does man desire? Levitating things and reading minds Or with our hands producing fire What sort of power, Does man require? To stop suffering and end war And peaceful minds inspire What sort of power, Does man acquire? When people blind and dumb For useless toil perspire Pasturing peoples Just miserable pawns Glorious queens What sort of power! A reaper but not a sower Dollars, Pounds and Euros It always has to be plurals Merchants of death What sort of power! What else but dominance Reigning supreme Upon all let my light beam I enjoy being king What sort of power! Can we direct our step? That left should follow right And not with the man above fight But having to submit What sort of power? Flashing lightning and pouring tempest Exploding sun and twinkling star Marvellous hands and a woman’s breast Mist in our face and a galaxy so far Mighty tree or labouring ant Drop of rain on a petal of rose Bumbling bee and lumbering elephant Who created all these I suppose What sort of power!
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May 3, 2017
May 3, 2017 at 5:21 AM UTC
Power
What sort of power, Does man desire? Levitating things and reading minds Or with our hands producing fire What sort of power, Does man require? To stop suffering and end war And peaceful minds inspire What sort of power, Does man acquire? When people blind and dumb For useless toil perspire Pasturing peoples Just miserable pawns Glorious queens What sort of power! A reaper but not a sower Dollars, Pounds and Euros It always has to be plurals Merchants of death What sort of power! What else but dominance Reigning supreme Upon all let my light beam I enjoy being king What sort of power! Can we direct our step? That left should follow right And not with the man above fight But having to submit What sort of power? Flashing lightning and pouring tempest Exploding sun and twinkling star Marvellous hands and a woman’s breast Mist in our face and a galaxy so far Mighty tree or labouring ant Drop of rain on a petal of rose Bumbling bee and lumbering elephant Who created all these I suppose What sort of power!
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okambazabwino
May 3, 2017
May 3, 2017 at 5:21 AM UTC
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