The arms which built And raised the earth. Along came the Devils In hollow steel and dirt. Steels and sparks, Cranks, whirrs and spin. Hollow metal that adorned A hearth deep within. Steel Devils & Dwellers of Old. Different eyes. Same Zeal. More alike but kept apart. One and the same, is the essence of steel. Poem By Sanjeev 'Cimeries' Retnasingam
Art of Cimeries 