Humanity once ripped at the roots of their own salvation,
Because submissiveness and passivity are intrinsic to human creation.
But this is the true end of the humane,
For no longer will we be subjugated to misery and pain;
And no longer will we toil under the sun in vain.
Humanity’s shackles have been removed,
Their vying for liberation approved.
No longer will we be programmed like a machine
To blindly sacrifice all that we’ve gleaned;
We now glow, enlightened by a magnificent sheen.
Humans have won back their original form,
Once lost to the impossibly high standards and norms.
They have learned the meaning of true existence:
To rebel against oppressive dictatorship with insistence,
And to strive toward a brighter future with persistence.
Neither Lucifer, nor God Himself:
All have recognized humanity’s ability to stand by oneself;
Covetous, not only of our improbable feat,
And our refusal to lie, broken and defeated,
But the sheer marvel of our life as it depletes.