as i watched the metallic monster
coming much closer
with sounds from their brain
like that of a locomotive train
coming from hell to sap our oil well
with the inscription on their ship wild beast
coming to devour our virgin land
filled with the milk of life
amidst life strife
polluting our land with oil spills
none dares, else they get killed
they live in splendour, glamour
and call themselves men of valour
how long
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