Steel Poem by art kuttler
Steel
Made of steel.
With a brilliant blue, shine.
The mechanism, of deaths design.
Nothing, more than death in mind.
From times past, they still exist.
The feel of power held in hand.
Use it against your fellow man,
Could just land you, on the stand.
For protection i say fine.
For food i say the same.
If it came down to it,
Id much rather be.
Tried by twelve,
than carried by six.
(2007)
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