Masters
- a sonnet for Jason Driskill

Within us is desire to rule all things
and therefore we rejoice and fear each birth,
not knowing if the newborn will have wings
to shadow us with hope or fear or dearth.

Without us are the engines moving lives
and by what elements both large and small
we see not how but only what survives
displayed with pride or shut behind a wall.

About us is the world that we create
and only we our boundaries have fixed
to shut the other out or share in fate,
to strive for sameness or for pleasures mixed.

The overmastering are overthrown,
true masters are but masters of their own.

- Robert Stone, 17 October 2010