Haunted by living specters
and the death knell of dreams deferred... indefinitely;
buoyed by the possible;
Grounded...
Prometheus' fires are humbled to ghostly embers...
Hope is held aloft by what?
desires propelled by
self deluding...self fulfilling false prophesies
Are we ill prepared would-be "masters" of destiny?
Is it fallacious to believe we are entitled to that which we
covet, deserve, desire?
How does one tell the difference between the learned and the innate?
Is it all...worth it?
In the end...
can one say.... the suffering was worth the knowing?
