Iron Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Iron



Iron
And
Steel
Hot
Smoking
From
The
Forges
Fettered
By
Irreversible
Sadness
Eyes
Blinded
By
Oblivion
Soundless
Oblivion
And
The
Rest
Of
The
Earth
Marching
Marching
Marching
Caring not
Ever
Just
Marching
Thinking of
Other things
So many
Never
Of
The
forgotten

Saturday, August 30, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: irony
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