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Industrial Gothic
Industrial Gothic buildings
Jutting forth from beat up
Crumbed pavement
Huge structures shading the light
From vacant fenced in parking lots
Ghostly mechanical hum of machines
Long since dead, yet still screaming;
Invisible sparks shooting in the air
Once filling the sky with thick noxious
Sulfur smelling smoke
Thousands upon thousands of man hours
The hard work of sweating grim labor
Pain and death all in the name of progress
Unsung heroes of wars never fought
Still treading in silence, back and forth
Home and to their ultimate place of worship
The great God of tedium and mindless artier
Our collective struggle against nature
As one by one we make up cogs in the wheel
Life after life we give until whats only left;
The cold monuments given
To the Earth and the Sky
Jutting forth from beat up
Crumbed pavement
Huge structures shading the light
From vacant fenced in parking lots
Ghostly mechanical hum of machines
Long since dead, yet still screaming;
Invisible sparks shooting in the air
Once filling the sky with thick noxious
Sulfur smelling smoke
Thousands upon thousands of man hours
The hard work of sweating grim labor
Pain and death all in the name of progress
Unsung heroes of wars never fought
Still treading in silence, back and forth
Home and to their ultimate place of worship
The great God of tedium and mindless artier
Our collective struggle against nature
As one by one we make up cogs in the wheel
Life after life we give until whats only left;
The cold monuments given
To the Earth and the Sky
Published 16th Jan 2013
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16th Jan 2013 12:33pm
Thousands upon thousands of man hours
The hard work of sweating grim labor
"Pain and death all in the name of progress
Unsung heroes of wars never fought
Still treading in silence, back and forth
Home and to their ultimate place of worship
The great God of tedium and mindless artier"
So many doing what they have to,just to survive.
Loved the whole thing. I could envision it as I read it.
The hard work of sweating grim labor
"Pain and death all in the name of progress
Unsung heroes of wars never fought
Still treading in silence, back and forth
Home and to their ultimate place of worship
The great God of tedium and mindless artier"
So many doing what they have to,just to survive.
Loved the whole thing. I could envision it as I read it.
17th Jan 2013 11:03am
