First steps, the city
But then you see it
No more skyscrapers
Only the blank border
Before you hear the crashing
The blue arms
Pulling and grabbing
People, small and simple
Bobbing
Bobbing
Turn around
Listen again
Do you still hear the cars?
Do you still see the metal giants?
Who loom above your head?
The battle
The fight
Ocean arms
Giants of iron and steel
Then the Sun has set
Sending sparkles over the ocean
The beast’s spine
For now, the steel has won
The steel
Of the city

by Liza Garrity