This is the city of steel,
Where we close our hearts
And pray that no one sees us.
This is the city of steel,
Where the homeless beggars,
Make up the dominant population.
This is the city of steel,
Where broken dreams are hammered down,
And turned into the foundations of the nation.
In this place,
There are no soft edges,
Or foolish illusions of happiness.
This is a dying world,
Where even the blue skies,
Have a hard, metallic edge to them.
Hush, hush, little baby.
Be silent,
And learn to cry only in your mind.
Don't try to escape the bars of your little metal cradel,
Because it's just the same on the outside.
Hide, child,
Behind a cold stare,
And a mask of apathy and indifference.
Don't try to smile:
The ones that smile never last for long.
Our city is a place of pain,
Where we can walk by the same desolate building,
A thousand times,
But never see it.
In this place, beauty is the shine of polished glass,
And the way the light refracts off the gunmetal.
This is the city of steel,
But even steel can break
....Right?
Well, on that happy note...:P Review? *Puppy eyes.*
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Are you talking about our Hammer town-Hamilton?
ReplyDeleteThis poem is really beautiful and sad.
Yep...x.x
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