Oh, there seems to be a slight perversion
Between the two whom we find deserving.
One who hopes we indulge in our pleasure,
His foil enforces in great measure.
Who wished we remain apart from knowledge?
While the other dare take no advantage
Of the new, naked and helpless children,
Unless you consider thinking barren.
He urged we learn, the first Prometheus
And like was punished for what he gave us
This small gift also brought us damnation
Only a few the Whiter will let in.
But Prometheus welcomes all of us
To the home his father made in disgust