Is the equal equivalent to the mind of a man.
All alone in the world with no one to share
Unlike the pylon the man feels despair,
Then comes the hatred for all that he sees
Especially himself all alone in the trees
But the pylon doesn�t care he�s all alone on his land
The pylon doesn�t feel like the heart of a man.
He only does what he is made to do,
Unlike the man who hasn�t a clue.
So we should all see the pylon as king
And sing the song the pylon can�t sing,
The one that says let rules be rules
And stop running a muck and acting like fools,
And see loneliness for the thing that it is
Something to conquer something to ban
Just like the solitary pylon on his acre of land.
RavenLife