we scatter about
rushing in and out
around and through
me
and you
screaming
laughing
bleeding
crying
silent
living
dying
this City
Grinds its metels
Moans in the winds
Sways with the tides
Burns with its power
Builds itself higher
Everyday is grows up and away
further from our reach
further from our touch
even though we laid the first stone
We will soon be forgotten
and only metel will remain
The ice and snow may freeze
us to the ground
our lifeless bodies
make no sound
as we rot into our poisoned soil
the city stops to recoil
lonely steel shadows in the moonlight
there will be no stars tonight
nothing but the silent steel beams that lay
where we once dreamed of another day
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1 comment:
You should write more.
Always interesting.
Rock on
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