The Robot King

62strat62strat Posts: 638
edited January 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Hear the sound
greyness all around
sugar turns to saccherine
machines roam the halls

faces are dripping off
against the metal claws
secrets to their suffering
whispered not aloud.......

the walls we built up
we cant tear them down
everything accounted
pass the 11th hour

out in the alleyways
heads spin against the stone
seeking for noone
they'll take you out of your home.....

its the robot king.
the robot king...

wayside -

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