Iron Man?

"Write while the heat is in you. The writer who postpones the recording of his thoughts uses an iron which has cooled to burn a hole with. He cannot inflame the minds of his audience." - Thoreau

thought i was iron

thought i was steel

thought i knew the difference 'tween what's fake and what's real

thought i knew how to pray and kneel

didn't think i could ever lie, cheat or steal

not all oil finds its way onto the squeaky wheel

so, hey, what's the deal?

why can't you fathom the way that i feel?

aluminum bends

death to this world can''t be the end

iron rusts

faith takes guts

no ifs ands or buts

truth cuts

gliding over life's ruts

passing through the holes in sticky, sweet donuts

climbing luke's wall

to reach over and pick a ripened fruit before its fall

on and on and on

with a muscular stretch and a dented yawn

not touching sides

a border separates and divides

sin slithers and hides as a clear conscience blabs and confides

thought i was some kind of he-man

in  a planet caravan

covered by naked, holy, fig leaves

victim of an evil scam

since after time began

sweeping the floor

without a dustpan

building something better

hell, forged without even a separating smelting or a coming-together floorplan

Author's Note

"The finest workers in stone are not copper or steel tools, but the gentle touches of air and water working at their leisure with a liberal allowance of time." - Thoreau

Reviews

[Ms claws]

Maybe all think we're invincible at some time.
We all learn, though.
I like the flow of that and how each sentence makes you stop and think.
Awesome!

[Pete]

yes, we learn all right, usually the hard way when it's too late. thanks for the share.