The Human Problem:Nuclear Tales From the End of the World

We harnessed the power of the sun Created cells and life from nothing Cloned and duplicated The work of the Gods Holding fire And life And death In the palm of our hands And in our vanity Believed that we were wise Believed that we could play with the power of the Gods Without their wisdom to guide us When men rage against insignificant differences When we chase the death of what we do not understand When division and separateness define our choices Then there will come the inevitable time When we will use the power to destroy Not realizing that we have sealed our fate with those we would harm For the fire is untamable And will burn us all the same Control is an illusion And some things once loosed on the world Cannot be shackled again Even if we wanted them to be Humanity’s end has been written A date with death awaits And all that remains to be seen Is who will push the button