Man is a Half Formed Thing
Man is a half formed thing
He holds hands to try make him whole
Born from the womb of the Earth
An adolescent, ignorant of his roleWhat question has been asked?
That Man must answer blind
With conquest, invention and chaos
Leaving many used men behindWe see much but not enough
Back billions of years we see
The construction of our universe
From the Big Bang using RelativityAt night I feel so small and helpless
Under the star-filled dark canopy
Will Man just sputter out with the Sun
Or find a way to echo in eternity?I feel a wind rise at our back
It pushes us ever on
Through the darkness of our own night
To the hope of a new dawn
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