The Man of Metal
What would they think of us, looking down from out in space?
Not that we're much different, than other men, and other times.
The time of the heartless tin-man is coming, truly unstoppable.
Long we have suffered in the flesh, but soon turns a new chapter.
The future bows down to no man, but it will for the man of metal.
Then when from above the world will look in perfectly good order.
Like the beautiful circuit board face lady, who stares in the mirror.
For in the holy book of mechanical man, the gospel clearly states...
"Never will a heart be practical, until it is made unbreakable"!
date:1/26/2020
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