Metal and Earth

Metal and Earth

A Poem by Prodigo

There are six dressed men and there is a box

There are no windows, there are no locks



Heavy rain and a flight of stairs

Six dressed men ruin their hair



Holding the box and holding it tight

Down the stairs and into the light



The crowd had come through great wooden doors

Death is a victory and life is at war



This is not sad, my family in black

Because in a casket, you can't look back

© 2011 Prodigo

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Added on May 6, 2011
Last Updated on May 6, 2011



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