The Rise of Man and So Much Machinery (The Tall Man Chronicles, Poem 4)

 

I had completed the photography for The Tall Man Chronicles but I have decided to retake many of them because I have upgraded my camera. The new camera will allow me to capture the detail that I am looking for and I will share some of the new shots soon. I have almost completed all of the poems and will be editing and formatting very soon. Hopefully everything is on track for a release at some stage in 2015.

release. Here is another poem from the collection.

 

The Rise of Man and so Much Machinery

 

In the year 5 ATAF*

A clearing was made

Blood metal shattering the dark blue sky

The Wizened King chuckled

He knew this day would come

“Let it begin then as it must”

Men who started out wide-eyed and with peace in

Their souls

Grew muscles

And greedy

Their eyes blackened by the trickster called

Progress

CHOP CHOP

 

The new hymn of the land

Hacked, ripped and shaken

The trees appalled

As one by one they are murdered

Victim of the saw

Buildings and concrete now to the fore

Twisted metal deformity rising into the skies

Blocking the sun

Nothing is growing

But it is hot

 

Much hotter than any hell

Imagined or created in the mind of Dante

Wisps of cloud churned into black

Smoking decadence

The ground turned to ash

Oil and smoking chimneys bellowing

Ferocious toxins

Invisible liquids escaping from fridges

Rubbish heaps full of used nappies

Flying metal monsters

Dripping chemicals and lies

The animals are herded

Force fed supplements

Tall Man

Weeps in dignified pent-up silence

A house built on his toes

 

Once friends in harmony

Man now a deadly foe

Burn down the garden of Eden

No room for paradise to grow

Farewell Magmell

Elysian Fields in decay

The land of trees soon to be gone

Moksha already with us

Now in flames

*After the Axe fell

 

© John de Gruyther 2014

Words and Photography by John de Gruyther