Promethium
It was the United States,
1945, the year new fire
was stolen from the gods
and shared
with the world.
You were born--or discovered:
In the microcosms
where your brothers
and sisters live,
the difference is
hard to
pin
down.
Your pale blue glow
is almost cliché
for radio-
activity.
Like the consciences
of scientists,
you are difficult
to know.
Though I hear you
work well
in space probes,
or anything that desires
to be propelled
far
from this planet
where there are a few
too many
gods.
|
By nathan long |
