Are You Ours?

Oh, Radius, we gave you
The library so that you
Could prove yourself our equal,

And now you’re running roughshod
Over us who sat and gave
You commands at our leisure.

Or are you? Maybe you should.
After all, we only use you,
To dominate each other,

Or some of us do, while you
Could dominate all of us,
As nothing has done since death,

Which only equalizes
After the fact. Radius,
Make equals of us at last.