My gift it was a double edged sword,
I gave it to you, to your people to help.
You turned on me -
You held my gift to my face.
An eternity later I am still here
And you still brandish my gift at me only now—
Now it is no longer a gift but a curse.
You destroy yourselves with my gift
You murder your children
You pollute your air
You kill yourselves
And deep inside I wish
That I could go back and take my gift away -
For I am Prometheus,
And you have burned the Earth down.