The Beauty in the Light

The beauty of the incandescent light,
Power obtained by weapons made of steel,
The shrinking-world result of human flight.

We’ve redefined the terms and what is real,
But after all the things that we have learned
I think we have forgotten how to feel.

And though technology may have now earned
Us bragging rights, and lots of things to sell,
The heat of knowledge has caused us some burns.

The truth is since the day that humans fell,
It seems we may have lost a bit of sight.
Alas, without our tools, it’s hard to tell

If we have ever truly earned the right
To free the power trapped within the light.