Oct 4, 2011

Poetry: The Chain

*Strong language warning*

For every link of every chain 
That I have ever seen
Blood like rust and ancient dust 
Are scattered in between
They represent the toil of man
They represent his pain
They represent all of his loss
They represent his gain

For every chop of every axe 
That I have ever known
Chips of life and screams of strife
Emerge from that wood grown
They represent the pride of man
They represent his greed
They represent all of the warnings
That man never heeds

For every strike of every hammer
I have ever heard
Groans of toil and laughs of spoil
Emerge, the lines are blurred
They represent the common man
They represent the rich
They represent the greedy bastard
And his loathsome bitch

For every cheer of happiness
That I have ever cheered
Whispers rough and murmurs gruff
Bled right into my ears
They represent the hidden lives
They represent the poor
The represent the invisible
They represent still more
 
For every word of every fact
That I have ever gained
Knowledge cold, assertions bold
Have crept into my brain
They represent the crimes of man
They represent the sin
They know that all that man has done
Man will do again

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