#industrialization

MOLOCH

Power lines: tortured soldiers in a row 

Up the poles climb natures ancients 

Steel, water boarded with leeching moss

Limbs of trees, with vengeance, claw

Squirrels with precious innocence 

Birds in their naivety 

They dance along and do not know

Just one step wrong, the shock is strong 

They will not last to feel the fall

Prey to humans who pray to ease

And costly power, as they eat 

That of which was never given

Which thrusts against, pushes, stretches 

Walls, tissue thin, of man’s intestines 

They won’t last long, but of the fall

They’ll feel each and every 

Slow

Slow

Slow

Excruciating moment 

And nature will not save them 

Industrialization

Midjourney prompt: image depicts a moody, scene, steamy, and grungy, industrial, wet concrete, central figure is a young, long, hair, expression