iron

[peter7805]

forged in stove the hard language and bones

oh iron!you keep the power of declaration

though to the fire returns

you are still a tough man

the world of ours the fire brighten

though cold you still clang



oh,iron !you flow in mothers and lovers

the fresh faces of baby full of fragrance of iron

the days lack of you make us terror

the sun becomes pale cause losing iron

and the blood won’t shine either

let my life be filled with your hardness , iron!



I worship hero and love in the time of vanity

i clean the bone constringe the storm

carve the sadness in the darkness of night

oh,let me clean it up --the rusty memory



oh, iron !I haven’t seen you so long

you beat the depressing night

and the exciting bell of the dawn

let me stand on the waste land for long

smelt the sun’s eternal song

oh the everlasting tide flaps the silver moon