Furnace Poem by Christopher Tye

Furnace



Furnace

Fiery birth place of the industrial revolution,
Utilitarian work place of mankind's progress,
Rivers of white hot Sheffield steel,
New castings of iron produced by the ton,
Abbeydale Industrial Hamlet to today's monster mills,
Crucibles pouring out carbon steel,
Everyday products born out of a fiery hell.

By Christopher Tye

Tuesday, June 21, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: industry,progress
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Christopher Tye

Christopher Tye

Lincolnshire, England
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