| Steel Steel is a friendly metal It is hard, enduring and strong You can make into a kettle You can build it into a gong With intense heat applied, it shines like a light Metal to metal it will ring out with a song Polished and rubbed hard, steel glows bright Run into it with your shin, it will make you wrong. I feel affinity for metals like iron and steel I use it for strength, it creates as I will You know its steel, steel is the real deal Aesthetics I create with cold hard steel So weld it or cut it with a saw Steel is a spectacular metal for man You can use it off the shelf raw That awesome steel from the land Steel doesn’t like to be used to kill Bomb and tanks are a waste of steel Better make tools for use with skill Better for man, the land to till. One day steel will rise The government will be amazed Steel will sag before their eyes The military will no longer blaze The killing will stop. Steel has dropped back into the land No longer is it holding the machines of war above the drink* Steel is now conscious, worried about the fate of Man Steel has started to dream, feel and even to think Steel no longer has affinity Steel’s ridgedness and strength is forever gone Now steel breaks and bends nearly to infinity Steel is ringing a different song, man was wrong It's giving a chance to man Bring peace across the land Else all the metals will rise up against man Metal against man will return man to the land. Steel is my cold hard friend I use it with loving fire To my will, it does stand or bend. Our survival is my desire. Watch out for the metals banding Circles on fingers covered with bands. Metals rising up, marching, demanding Drop your weapon, put down your hands Metals are running the show Your days of fighting are done Civilization mustn’t blow Go to the poet, he’s the one. He’s started a new show All metals are his friend Your survival he knows New beginning, not the end *"the drink"- a large body of water ©2009 Carl Watts www.carlwattsartist.com |
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