1/21/2010

KENSINGTON MARKET DREAM


18" by 24", Watercolor on Paper, 2000

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from PROMETHEUS THE FIRE-EATER (A Tragical-Comedy In One Act)

PROMETHEUS:

The reward for my labor

Was heavenly ordained,

I knew from the outset

In the end I'd be chained

To a rock on the side of a solitary cliff;

Remorselessly bounded,

By judgment unfounded,

Like a boat gone whirling adrift.


CHORUS:

Prometheus tell us more about this thought about a thought,

and how you imparted the divine secret of fire to man.


PROMETHEUS:

Fire, cake, wine and pie

Who created man to die

Fixed upon his froward fate

All that he had drank and ate.

When I first saw that man was born

For nine full months I wept and mourn'd;

For-seeing his lack of light and truth,

I hid eight days in a make-shift booth;

On the ninth day I prayed

That the Lord would repent,

And bless man with knowledge

To relieve his distent.

But the Lord kept man barred

From all knowledge and light,

Until the blessed Redeemer

Would appear out of NIGHT.


CHORUS:

The story of man's fall to tell -

Is sadder than a lamb in hell.


HAND THE AND!