Heavy and dormant
Yet whirrs with life
A cage of darkness
Of hearbreak and strife.
Once pumping. Once beating,
Life in red rivers
Now oozing. Now dripping,
Death in black slithers.
They beckon. They call.
Raised fists and claws
What is humanity?
Ask rust and bone jaws.
Steel and Steam
Machines of death
Hearts of metal.
With man’s last breath.
I’m building a Steampunk world over at Silva-Steam with some inspirational pictures, stories, poems and what-nots. Join me on my journey: Silva-Steam Tumblr
A-Scribe To Describe 
What is humanity? All rust and bone claws… Those lines are powerful. Excellent poem. Visually and rythmically satisfying.
I’m glad you liked it and thanks for dropping by. The inspiration was the question, “What makes us human?”
Wow, great read!
Thanks 🙂
This is quite lovely so you don’t actually need ate poems completely yet. 😛 And fine. I’ll make a tumblr. You and your steampunk blog temptations.
Haha yes I don’t hate poems completely but they aren’t top of my list 😛 And no pressure on the Tumblr blog, you can visit without needing to create an account.
Really? Good. I didn’t know that.
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