- For author Derrick Jensen
(no relation) You are the Fire.
Let your words of fire burn strong and bright
Light up the secrets, reveal the cost of our delight.
Burn away the lies, let the truth now be shown,
Bring to light what has always deep down been known.
Spread to the great and small, the high and the low,
Make those proud iron towers ripple and glow.
That heartless, soulless kingdom will go up in your flames,
Its enchanted prisoners trapped in raging pains.
So rudely awakened from their drugged-up sleep
They see the faux word around them revealed and weep.
They deny the fire, they fight the fire, they hide the fire,
This fire that turns their Utopian dream into a funeral pyre.
At last they rise up together and finally stomp it out,
then stand there confused, bewildered, looking about.
They were too late, the damage had been done,
Now they will never sleep again, ever, not one.
Where the hell are they? What is this horrid place?
In death the fire have reveled civilization's true face.
