"War Of The Machmen"
Michael Knapp

It was a shadow
Incomplete
Across the city all machines were in the street

They called for 'Rusty'
The engineer
Whose gender was a question they all feared

He was a fighter
A warrior
He stood his ground with passion and with fire

Like a martyr
Sacrifice
He would always ask, 'Do I suffice?'

Turning numbers
Annihilation
Many machines would show up at the 'station'

Just a job, sir
Nine to five
I take the bullshit, how you call it, and the drive

Mr. 'Shadow'
Black on white
Across the city landscape in the night

Where is 'The Sparkle'?
I'm slowing down
'He is our only hope!' while I end in sound.......