Drover of Man

"O, the power! O, the breadth! They wrap us in bounty, They herd us over cliffs - Like pawns in their game Or tools in their hands - Means to an end. Silent and sullen, dejected. Willful disobedience, a tantrum, my minor rebellion. Assert my dominance. No way out, many ways through. A constellation of fates Only some will see. Discover reason, Gather worth, Arm yourself with discretion. Silent and sullen, dejected. Willful disobedience, a tantrum, my minor rebellion. Assert my dominance. Behold your plasticity. Forsake the olden ways. Put your cerebral mosaic To the test"