Poem (SD) - fate of dreams
come thee
trade me these dull
erring fingers
for my wings of steel
so i might steal off
into the night's sky
trade me these hands of flesh
for cold, unerring members
of stark solid silver
let my reins be silver wires
and my controls electric
this regenerating degeneration
of a slow collapse in filth
into the murky soup of madness
and death
filth and decay
be gone!
let my silver wings
and cold hands take me away
into the night sky
take me to those places
where all is imagination
and nothing is beyond grasp
the darkest dreams alight
afoot in the dark vacuum
that cannot touch
my silver form
flirting with the stars
in a ballet of fate
the cold shine of a billion
fiery balls shall light my way
through the heavens
a dance to the staccato
feet long left the lunar soil
footprints and sand left drifting
in the airless wind
oh save me!
save me from myself
bring me my dreams
the kiss of the heavens
within my dreamed reach
golden light shining off my fingertips
as they reach to touch god
a field of stars and dreams
my backdrop
to my flirtation with a destiny
oh god, if i were
if i could
dance with the angels
in my neo corpus
silver bands of coiled steel
servos whining to my tune
let this be my fate
in the heavens
not on earth!
let me leave
golden acres and blue moons behind
let me alight into the stars
leaving behind my cares
cares for others to worry of
let me leave a smile and a flash
as i leave and am out of sight
let me trade everything for everything
i stand before my Master
as a pinocchio
dreaming to be a real boy
oh, Master!
you made me well
i would do no better
but one dream is not right for me
you have made me well
but i dream of other makes
take this body of flesh
put me in a sleeker form
of metal and wire
let me leave this body
of imperfect skin and bone
calm my tormented heart
with the wonders i seek
i can not but see my dreams
in my mind
every bit of my soul
longs for electronic release
into the playground of the stars
take from me!
i only wish but for my dreams
let me live forever in the stars
an awed form drifting in the heavens
lover of the nebulae and comet
i would ride an asteroid for my steed
the solid rock beneath my feet
and the divine perfection
of my crafted form
oh, what dreams!
i can see my hands in my mind's eye
not as they are
but as they should be
encased in metal
a plastic divinity
conduits are my veins
and released is my soul
oh god, please!
cut my strings
and make me as i should be!
and send me forth
into the starry night
to wonder at the wonders before me
that you have left out there, for me
let me break the bonds
of life and gravity
let the only force on me
be the drive inside me
let me burst forth, into the night
a new man, made
perfection
silvery
free
and perfect!
-K'Har-El
trade me these dull
erring fingers
for my wings of steel
so i might steal off
into the night's sky
trade me these hands of flesh
for cold, unerring members
of stark solid silver
let my reins be silver wires
and my controls electric
this regenerating degeneration
of a slow collapse in filth
into the murky soup of madness
and death
filth and decay
be gone!
let my silver wings
and cold hands take me away
into the night sky
take me to those places
where all is imagination
and nothing is beyond grasp
the darkest dreams alight
afoot in the dark vacuum
that cannot touch
my silver form
flirting with the stars
in a ballet of fate
the cold shine of a billion
fiery balls shall light my way
through the heavens
a dance to the staccato
feet long left the lunar soil
footprints and sand left drifting
in the airless wind
oh save me!
save me from myself
bring me my dreams
the kiss of the heavens
within my dreamed reach
golden light shining off my fingertips
as they reach to touch god
a field of stars and dreams
my backdrop
to my flirtation with a destiny
oh god, if i were
if i could
dance with the angels
in my neo corpus
silver bands of coiled steel
servos whining to my tune
let this be my fate
in the heavens
not on earth!
let me leave
golden acres and blue moons behind
let me alight into the stars
leaving behind my cares
cares for others to worry of
let me leave a smile and a flash
as i leave and am out of sight
let me trade everything for everything
i stand before my Master
as a pinocchio
dreaming to be a real boy
oh, Master!
you made me well
i would do no better
but one dream is not right for me
you have made me well
but i dream of other makes
take this body of flesh
put me in a sleeker form
of metal and wire
let me leave this body
of imperfect skin and bone
calm my tormented heart
with the wonders i seek
i can not but see my dreams
in my mind
every bit of my soul
longs for electronic release
into the playground of the stars
take from me!
i only wish but for my dreams
let me live forever in the stars
an awed form drifting in the heavens
lover of the nebulae and comet
i would ride an asteroid for my steed
the solid rock beneath my feet
and the divine perfection
of my crafted form
oh, what dreams!
i can see my hands in my mind's eye
not as they are
but as they should be
encased in metal
a plastic divinity
conduits are my veins
and released is my soul
oh god, please!
cut my strings
and make me as i should be!
and send me forth
into the starry night
to wonder at the wonders before me
that you have left out there, for me
let me break the bonds
of life and gravity
let the only force on me
be the drive inside me
let me burst forth, into the night
a new man, made
perfection
silvery
free
and perfect!
-K'Har-El