The square swells with conflict
But for a dream like second
The Chorus speaks:
Note: This can be performed solo, by CHORUS 4
Or can be performed chorally, with each member of the chorus
(Minus Antigone or the Guard/Chorus 5)
Taking one line at a time.
Chorus
How strange is the world
How confusing
How clear
How incredible
How disappointing
How angry
How funny
How utterly strange is our world.
But compared to mankind . . .
Well,
The world sits back to
How confusing
How clear
How incredible
How disappointing
How angry
How funny
How utterly strange we humans are.
We fly through the skies
Sail through the seas
Conquer our lands
Inch by inch
As if the world belongs to us alone
The winged creatures that share our skies
We shoot them down and scream
THE SKY IS OURS
The fanged beasts that share our earth
We trap them and scream
THE LAND IS OURS
The fish, the sharks, the submerged entities
We take our nets, our knives, and scream
YOUR FLESH IS OURS
We, men, masters of animals
Of cities
Of countries
Of each other
Whipping through our tongues
Speaking like thunder to show just how smart we are
Flaunting our hair
Brushing our faces to show just how beautiful we are
We answer every unknown with an arrogance of
We know it all, we know it all
We know everything
But
Do we?
What happens afterwards?
After the fall?
After we disappear?
What happens when we die?
We vibrate between the law and our lives
Between being good and being bad
If man veers and stays with the good
Well.
Good for him.
But if man derails.
Finds himself warping his tongue
Into bitterness and anger.
Finds himself disappearing others
For the sake of his own appearances. Finds himself
A leader, leading us to the end instead of the light.
If man stays with evil.
Well.
Good for him.
He proves just how utterly strange we are.