[ IP ] The Ascension of Man

They'd lost two already 
 
 The third had gone dark 
 
 The fear had been spreading 
 
 Despair left its mark 
 
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 They'd done all they could do 
 
 With the time they had left 
 
 They needed someone new 
 
 They needed the best 
 
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 With the hour growing late 
 
 They had made the call 
 
 The cost would be great 
 
 For the man above them all 
 
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 He strode in with pride 
 
 The crowd became hushed 
 
 They were awed by his stride 
 
 Their fear has been crushed 
 
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 Could he be the one? 
 
 The great man of myth? 
 
 The most-favored son? 
 
 The heaven-sent gift? 
 
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 He entered the room 
 
 And approached the dark blight 
 
 It was black as a tomb 
 
 Save for one flashing light 
 
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 But with a grunt and a squint 
 
 With a whir and a clang 
 
 The printer could print! 
 
 Praise the IT guy's name! 
 
 
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 ( Not exactly about ascension I know, but when I thought of who the most transcendent human being was, it was someone who understood how printers worked! )
