Caltrops - Cabaret Voltron - About the second of that trilogy

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by Ray, of Light 03/08/2003, 3:41am PST

Powaqqatsi, "Life In Transformation"
Talks of man and the price of his station.
Alike in form, yet stands all on its own,
Name still foreign, still displaying big stones.

Pretty, oh-so-pretty, but beauty's truth
and pretty's common as the glow of youth
Common as thoughts that are lazy and weak,
concealed in silk and made falsely oblique.

Drunk on fairytales, a thundering voice
Misreads its subject with a fumbling poise.
Folly! To look at ore, and see just rock,
To see a man, and see only an ox.
Look at the cages and pity their folk
Then look to the fields and ignore the yoke.

Folly!

And plain! Seeing its aim, I see its goal!
As subtle as farts and equally droll.
I snub fate's advance and scream at the screen
"You'd rethink that stance if you'd seen what I've seen!"

I look at its faults and know what could be
The distance from greatness is middling indeed.
In eyeing the gap, I'm buying its pain
And a hurt I knew well, visits again.

Reverse fate's flow? Can the movie be told?
I'll let you know, once the credits have rolled.

Ray!