Hammer On Metal
man kneels in grace
he is hammer for the god's of war
creating his place with a hum and rattle
time is man's finest driven rival
a flash in the sky
we fall and fly
lost inside our own battle cry
hammer on metal produces this metallic sound
agony’s pleasure just beyond
again and over the echo resounds
calls us home while blinding us profound
a cue recurs flowing slow
passes over our ears
a clear place to set a crown
quicker than quick we are controlled
a finger on the trigger
chosen for one but all ages can be a player
the rules have come undone
to beat a new order
the next train jumps the tracks
a chain snaps back releasing a bullet named terror
this bedlam competes with the sound of conflict
in a place found just past bliss's hitch
tattooed with metals ink
engraved skin feels pains true kiss
thunder is envious of lightnings perfect hit
hammer on metal
as the gods crack their whip
Sheer Terror
aka Terry D'Arcy-Ryan
Copyright © Sheer Terror | Year Posted 2018
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