Satellite Parable Oh, I can see him drift in spaceInnocent child that gazes at the earthHe watches the world grow up, systemic livesThat boy knows so much about nothing at allI've no idea what's going through his headSeeing all the earth alive or all the earth deadHe dances with shadows upon the cave's wallHover over uncharted islands in the seaHe ponders about suicide... but he'd never kill himselfWould it be a cataclysmic earthquake?Or just a bit of high tide...?He's no idea what's going through his headSeeing all the earth alive or all the earth deadHe tears his shackles from the wet cave wallA friend drifts by to greet the boy