We are such men that thought is distilled
we refine roaming muses
arrest them in our faculties
till reason outs.
we are such men
seated at the edge of time
thinking far-wrought ideas
that goblins and elves
are featured
you never hear of us
invisible we are
for you will pass us
trying to look for
our names in door plates
we are such men
minds sprawled a century into the future
conceiving man in an age so different from now
where bluetooth will download another's mind
where you can shake a newcaster's hand from the telly
we are such men
minds hitched eons into the Beginning
Of past civilizations before Word existed
we are such men
blessed with intellect fizzing with ideas
we are such men, we are such minds.
C) Lorot Salem 2011
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