Caves barred off
In the past from Neanderthals
Humans had to earn enough
From their payrolls
In order to afford the leisure time
Once again
To live like troglodytes in holes
Though I think our ancient ancestors would
grin
Their ancient wizened hairy grins
If they knew we had gone out
And back again to our beginnings
And you see we left the trees too
To go down into our houses
And visit animals in the zoo
Or pay exorbitant amounts
To have oak wooden panels
To make our floorboards and walls
And rocks that look like frozen jupiters
Giants stuck there underground
Titans of the rock face
Garden
Stare at Prometheus unbound
What has nature done to Kinship
What scars have her talons torn?
Sacred marks on flesh adorned
Like a crown of holy thorns
Sits the Kingship of man
While nature with her beaks surround
And peck his liver out each morning
Fresh another Eagle screeching
Flesh his breakfast on man will dine
Yet for stealing secret knowledge of fire
He has to this rock been chained
By Jupiter Titan king who reigned
Down his unjust treatment meted
Upon poor Prometheus
Until a Hero did free him
Hercules with Apollo's bow and arrow
Sheared the chain which kept him stowed
And tied to a rocky eerie
How the men and women did query
Who is he and what labours has he lost
or gained?
As it was while he was chained
But breaking free
Hercules and he
Went on down the road
